Performance eval.

Overheard in a meeting today:

“In the past two years I’ve only had one blower go down on me. Now that’s saying something.”

Bad Check! Sit, Stay!

Some clever thief decided to liberate some of my mail. They used one of those convenience checks that credit card companies send out all the time. I found their technique interesting in that they wrote it for an odd amount, $842.50, and that the memo section read “collectables”. I can only assume that this was to throw off the victim being it the person it was made out to, a Robert Marshell, or an unsuspecting bank teller. I would think that Bob was in on the scam and who’s collectables experience is limited to the acquisition of meth and meth related products.

Charges reversed, police report filed, tweaker still on the loose.

Baldwin?

Keshmura: Think Hollywood Squares/Price is right/Bingo/Barnum&Bailey??

This is an account of a bizarre dream I had last night, so weird I had to share.

Turd and Goose are on a game show, trying to get married. The set was similar to Hollywood squares only there were like a cajillion squares and each square had a couple dressed in a suite and a bridal gown standing in wedding picture poses.

Turd and Goose were in one of the squares in full wedding regalia, and their pose represented the “leap of faith.” In other words, they were standing in a jumping position with their arms spread out in front while standing on the edge of the square.

While they held their pose a judge stood in front of the squares and an announcer would called out cell numbers. “C4!” Then the corresponding couple would run down, in the ecstatic sort of way “price is right” contestants run down, while circus music played in the background. Then they would stand in front of the judge and get a 20 second ceremony and the announcer would call another cell number and the cycle would repeat.

The announcer called like 20 different cell numbers, and I recall a sense of frustration while Turd and Goose held their pose waiting to be called. I guess I was in the studio audience cheering them on or something. I woke up before they had a chance to call their cell number, but I still have circus music going through my head. - K

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