According to the ol’ blog on the wall, it has been nearly a month since I last posted on here.
There are several reason for that, all of which would bore you to unconsciousness. Heck, they would even bore ME to unconsciousness, and I’m the one making them up.
So let’s just move along, shall we?
And don’t forget to visit the Biff Sock Pow gift shop on your way out. For today only, plastic snow globes with the distinctive BSP logo are 50% off (snow sold separately, as are the globe, the base, and the glycerin filling).
It has been rather crazy at work for the past 2 months. I made the mistake late last year at my annual performance review of indicating that I wanted a change.
What I said: “I am ready to take on new challenges.”
What they heard, “I want you to load me up with high-stress, high-profile, and virtually guaranteed-to-fail dumpster fires until I lose all feeling in my left arm and one of my eyeballs is considerably larger than the other.”
My wish became their command and the work has been piling up faster than corn cobs on an Orville Redenbacher factory floor.
Like the wise man once said, “Be careful what you ask for!”
He then went on to say, “And for gosh sakes, sweep up all those corn cobs and put them in the dumpsters out back. And set them on fire.”
The weather here in Dallas has been very boring for the past few months. We have not had any winter to speak of, but neither has spring arrived.
I received for Christmas a whiz-bang, top-of-the-line personal weather station and I have to keep tapping the side of the display to see if it is working. The temperature has not budged much from the 50 or so degrees it is every night and day. The barometric pressure has not moved in weeks. And there has been no measurable rainfall.
The only way I know it is doing anything at all is because squirrels like to play ring-around-the-rosie with my anemometer and so the wind-speed readout is always indicating that there is a good, stout breeze outside, even when the leaves in the trees are not moving at all.
So, really, it is not an anemometer at all, but just a tilt-o-squirrel.
Price of admission is one acorn. (No refunds.)