Hanging out with Ichabod and Ebenezer

Jul 21, 2005 21:35

Were it not for Ned Burns, I would be at work right now. In a cozy air conditioned call center (well I've heard it's just downright cold but no time for semantics) working at the same time as my lovely Jessica and getting paid a good wage. As it stands, I'm home from my new job where I get paid minimum wage to shear trees, haul brush, find foxholes and animal skulls and other wild and crazy fun/labor type things as well as lead tours through the Scottish Heritage Association's historic site at the Enclosure.

I can't complain too much. My boss is one of those rare great team leaders of the "it's hot so take lots of breaks" mentality and my coworking student is really cool. Why just today we agreed on a to-do list of 1. Fill the guestbook with forged signatures to make it look like we did a lot of tours when really we were just sitting around doing nothing. 2. Train the foxes to do our work for us. 3. Create a market for brush. 4. Develop a bicycle seat that doesn't destroy your taint. Possibly train the foxes to develop such a seat made out of brush.

We've also named two birds the Hockey Bird and the Moby Bird. Guess what their songs sound like.

The family is in Moncton and I am home alone. I've already gone skinny dipping. I don't know what else to do.
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