Me: Why is everyone we work for crazy?
Manager: Because the people who are good don't need us.
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- The other flip-flop drops
- This week's McGreevey update
- "It's my party and I'll decry if I want to..."
- Olympic fever, belatedly
- Vent like a deep-sea volcano
- This week's slice of Onion
- *crave crave crave*
- "Today is another day" dep't.
- And an Olympic abbreviation moment
- Another Olympic commentary moment
- Ooohhh, shiny. Mmmmm, tasty.
- GRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrr.
- Mystery miasma of the day
- Keeping the wolf from the door dep't.
- "Now turn to Exodus 20:13..."*
- Today's McGreevey-scandal-related update
- Small caps, small (very small) wonders
- Olympic commentary moments
- Office exchange of the day
- Oh, the (relative) shame of it
- Ribbit!
- This is my brain on news
- Talking to the TV
- White Trash quiz
- More McGreevey
- Month meme
- The obligatory Gov. McGreevey post
- The night before the Olympic opening ceremonies; o...
- Back in July I posted a lament about how I wanted ...
- No, the other other Simpson
- Spies and lies*
- Pick a prophet, any prophet
- Today's time-waster
- Advice solicitation
- Overheard
- A PBS program on the Olympics, with footage from t...
- "Salus populi," but not those populi*
- Anthropomorphism of the day
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About Me
- Abby
- Born on a mountain top in Tennessee, Killed him a b'ar when he was only three... No, wait, that's Davy Crockett. Let's try again: Born in a hospital in Delaware, Thirty-four years old and never killed a bear.
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