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Really? Does everyone think I'm a blathering idiot or something? Being passive-aggressively scorned for not doing something while I'm staring at a note I wrote yesterday to remind me to do that in two weeks makes me grumpeh. Mah business. When it's time for it to become YOUR business, I'll let you know. Don't assume I don't know what's going on, because I'm just as much of a Nazi as you are. Don't think I'm a ***** ****** clone. Why those two apparently assume I do crap without reason or planning I don't know.

Doodle lee doo too dooooo! Here I come to crap up the day!!!

My DAD, the one that I grew up with and who died almost 15 years ago, worked with MAH BOSS. I'm not kidding. He was telling us the other week about how his first job was in Knoxville at this plant (he was talking about how funny "careers" are and how his started)... I asked him what the name of it was and sure enough... it was the same place my dad spent the last years of his life working in. So it springs up in my mind yesterday and I think to ask this morning... so what year was it that you worked there??

Read this: http://thechive.com/2010/08/10/girl-quits-her-job-on-dry-erase-board-ema...

I applaud her for doing what so many of us wish we had the cohones to do. I do, I really do. But all I can see is a really cute, thin, young girl. Of COURSE he thought of her as a HPOA!! What she doesn't get is that HPOAs get far more opportunities than us old fat asses. FAR MORE. Fact of life, look it up.

... why you don't cock a .45 with your hand on the top. YEOW! Two, count them, TWO blood blisters on the palm of my left hand. Thank god it missed the scar! This is why I need to stick with the shotgun. In an emergency situation I'm likely to forget that, and the intruder would probably die laughing when I started hopping around in circles yelling "ow ow ow ow". Yeah. Add "buck naked" to that equation if it happened in the middle of the night and now I'm frightening off the intruder for a different reason.

I just watched part of Zombieland for the 200th time and armed with such a DR exercise example document, have formulated my own Zombie Apocalypse plan. Since zombies have lost all sense or reason (why they are unable to speak), it stands to reason they cannot swim. In the event of a zombie apocalypse, my plan is to take me and mine to the nearest marina and hijack a boat to drive a mile or so off shore. This boat will preferably be a medium sized, well stocked yacht.

I know I said nite nite, but I just came across my all time fav. Here it is.

Went momentarily insane last night. Ranting and raving and FLARK posting rants on FB even to someone's profile I knew had higher-ups as friends. Kicking mah own butt for that, as I usually do. I'm going to get my fool self fired, that's what I'm gonna do.