coworkers

This afternoon I walked into the men’s room at work to do, well, ya know, men stuff in there. I cruised right on past the sinks and headed to a urinal. I finished my business and headed over to the previously mentioned row of sinks. I started to reach my hand into the bowl of the sink and I noticed something in there.

I am all kinds of broken up watching the coverage of (American journalist) Tim Russert's death, I'm not even sure why.

One reason, is that I simply cannot imagine what it's like for these NBC people to have to immediately begin national television coverage of your friend's death right after it happened in front of you.

From CNN:

Unfortunately, I don’t read as much as I used to–at least not books. I actually spend most of my time reading, but that’s mostly on the web–techie stuff, blogs, news, and millions of emails. I don’t get much of a chance to read fiction just for fun except in my, uh, “office”.

1.  The Rotund makes this point about how people want to suck you in to their diet talk, in part, because dieting is all about performing “goodness.”  Brilliant.  I’m going to be mulling this over, especially in the context of women and our dieting.

In 1993, at the record store, my coworkers and I fell in love with the music of a local blues singer by the name of Celinda Pink. A year or so went by and her career never really took off the way we felt she deserved. There was talk of too much drinking on her part, but I don't know if we ever really knew for sure why the big local buzz about her didn't seem to go beyond just buzz.

So, I'm a little tired of complaining all the time about boys. I decided to make a list of reasons I'm happy being single. Here goes:

1. No weight gain from all of the fancy dinners and drinks.
2. I don't have to wear makeup.
3. Or shave my legs (except that it's springtime, darnit).
4. No stupid guy movies.

Congrats!

Sorry, knee deep in non-virtual life. A little crazy but I had to give a shout out.

Way to go, Pesky and all of your coworkers!