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June 11, 2009 ( Read more... )

We have a graffiti artist at schools who's primary choice of medium is poop. He (because this only happens in the boys room) struck again. He created a rather crude Kokopelli shaped drawing with plenty of splatter. The smell was just an added bonus, a layer if you will of artistic license. At least I didn't have to photograph this one. ( Read more... )

So the fire alarm was installed. The racket was unbelievable. Each new pull station had to be tested individually making a hoarse fog horn sound with the piercing wail of an air horn above my desk. Awesome! I left and made copies in the work room to avoid some of the noise ( Read more... )

Just follow me on this ( Read more... )

I was steamrolled by all manner of things at work. Before 10:00 rolled around I was looking for a hiding place. Failing that, I was face down in a cherry turnover. Nutritious ( Read more... )

The morning was uneventful. On the drive to work, there was some low level fog streaming in various places. When I got to work I looked out the office window toward the west and groaned. The fog was pink. Bright blue sky above, pink fog in among dead trees. I wanted to run outside and play with my camera but the little heathens were waiting at ( Read more... )

I was there today. At least it felt like it ( Read more... )

First, in June they told me that I missed a payment and my paper had been stopped. When was the missed payment? April. This is fascinating since my credit card is directly billed. So who messed up here ( Read more... )

Remember Pancreas Boy? The one who was certain his pancreas was hurting and who was convinced his elbow was a bone poking out of his skin ( Read more... )