dirty work

We got a new phone system last year in my office. With that change, we all got direct extensions, and to account for future expansion, we got more numbers than we actually use. Because of this, from time to time we'll get wrong number voicemail messages on extensions that don't really exist. From time to time, I clean them off.

I had the FUNNEST lunchtime today, y’all. 

I returned to my former place of employment and got to enjoy some quality, :cough: Christian fellowship with my Shishter….my old boss and another former co-worker. 

I found the second story in this post when I first logged on this morning, placed it into my blog here and then debated whether I wanted to run it, since it wasn't directly related to homelessness but I felt that it wouldn't be long before UAVs were used to harass and target the homeless.

Is “I Drink Your Milkshake!” destined to become the new big catchphrase? I don’t know about you, but since the SNL folks set it to a cute little tune, I’ve been singing it for days. And I haven’t even seen the movie. Luckily, Kat has included a link that clues me in a bit. Unfortunately for her, it’s in the context of telling us why this is now the bane of her existence.

Fred thinks all this talk is being stoked up by Huckabee consultant Ed Rollins to do Huckabee’s dirty work:

But on Fox News Network this afternoon, Thompson had this to say: “So I’ve been busting a gut here, for several months, day and night, away from my family as part of a conspiracy to help John McCain to become president, that’s the theor