07-15-2009, 04:01 PM
Still here. Someone stopped by my office.
'S funny, I was sitting, reading posts, wondering how I might break the 3-month old ice, dreading the idea that no one noticed, much less gave a damn. I must say, Butcher, if you ever get tired of your current job, there's a future for you in a position as cruise director/concierge/fluffer on a porn movie set. You really know how to make a guy feel welcome.
After my buddy passed away over three months back, I fell behind in work and felt less like socializing online. I kinda pulled the flesh-and-bloodies all around me closer for awhile, and when I awoke from that orgy of despair, well there was all that work.
Enough about my crap. I'm glad to see that no matter when one might decide to re-emerge, he can find Tom dressing down another vaunted member of the board like Miss Hannigan to Little Orphan Annie (no offense, PcB). It's theater like that that makes me feel all the stupider for dropping out for a while. And I'm mad I missed what must have been a helluva thread when Sosa's name was exposed to be on Tropicana's Most Wanted list.
In other news, Milton Bradley and Mike Fontenot are making my baseball acumen look to be at the "Corky from <i>Life Goes On</i>" level.
So . . . how's it goin' with you all? Any of you make the trip to Massachusetts to get married yet? </Slightly veiled gay reference in pitiful attempt at male bonding>
'S funny, I was sitting, reading posts, wondering how I might break the 3-month old ice, dreading the idea that no one noticed, much less gave a damn. I must say, Butcher, if you ever get tired of your current job, there's a future for you in a position as cruise director/concierge/fluffer on a porn movie set. You really know how to make a guy feel welcome.
After my buddy passed away over three months back, I fell behind in work and felt less like socializing online. I kinda pulled the flesh-and-bloodies all around me closer for awhile, and when I awoke from that orgy of despair, well there was all that work.
Enough about my crap. I'm glad to see that no matter when one might decide to re-emerge, he can find Tom dressing down another vaunted member of the board like Miss Hannigan to Little Orphan Annie (no offense, PcB). It's theater like that that makes me feel all the stupider for dropping out for a while. And I'm mad I missed what must have been a helluva thread when Sosa's name was exposed to be on Tropicana's Most Wanted list.
In other news, Milton Bradley and Mike Fontenot are making my baseball acumen look to be at the "Corky from <i>Life Goes On</i>" level.
So . . . how's it goin' with you all? Any of you make the trip to Massachusetts to get married yet? </Slightly veiled gay reference in pitiful attempt at male bonding>
One dick can poke an eye out. A hundred dicks can move mountains.
--Veryzer
--Veryzer