Scribbles

I sit here at work daydreaming of you and I,
fighting crime in future spacetime,
slaying our opponents and getting oozed in our face,
in our attempt to free the enslaved alien race.

Then it's back to our cave for a celebratory soiree,
drinking future beer we taze each other til the light of next day,
but the war is not over-though we fought the good fight,
we will sleep with one eye open on every future night.

Sara,

Everytime you come into my cafe my heart stops. A lump forms in my throat, I can't swallow... Although that may be Wayne's cinnabuns... but I don't think so, it is you.

Sara, you look so good, when you come in and order your coffee... with your hangover and grumpy face...I just want to say I love you.

Have a nice lunch. I'll be dreaming of you devouring me like a sundried tomato,

--Kevin


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This was found in a desk at work.

Dear Blog,

I am sorry for not paying attention to you. I have been so busy at work and then when I do log on I get distracted by all the other blogs I follow. It's no excuse.

You'll be happy to know that have taken a step back from facebook. We were moving too fast. I am ready for a firm commitment to you now.

All of my love and hugs,

A.

P.S. I will dream about you tonight.

COBRA: Hey, who would play you in a movie?

ME: What movie?

COBRA: The movie of your life.

ME: What's it called?

COBRA: It could be called anything, it doesn't matter.

ME: It matters.

COBRA: Who would play you?

ME: I don't know, I'm not casting it.

COBRA: Can I cast it?

ME: It's not up to me, it's up to the exec's. I didn't even know this movie was being made. I obviously have no creative control. Who would you cast?

COBRA: Sarah Silverman.

ME: That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.

COBRA: Really?

ME: You got the job!

COBRA: ...But it's not up to you, it's up to the exec's.

ME: Screw the exec's!

Then we broke out our team awesome dance routine.

Sometimes I need a good ridiculous conversation to really pick me up.

I am not going to bother with a lead in, it's better this way.

Cobra: See, now if I were to have a child with this espresso machine, I wouldn't care if we weren't together...

Me: As long as you could have a cup of coffee every now and then...

Cobra: Haha, I don't drink coffee, but thats not the point.

Me: Well that's why you wouldn't care if you weren't together. You didnt even appreciate her when you had her.

Cobra: THE POINT is, if we had a child and we weren't together I wouldnt care. But I would care if my kid didn't live with me.

Me: He'd have your hair.

Cobra examines the machine.

Cobra: Haha what are these tubes?

Me: Fallopian tubes. Apparently she is a child bearing machine.

Yesterday our printer broke. We ordered a new one that was due today between 9am and 5pm. This new printer is multifunctional so that if our fax machine goes we will have a back up. Well our fax machine went alright. With those two devices down, we weren't able to get any work done before the new one's arrival. It ended up being delivered around noon and Cobra and I scrambled to get everything installed.

We decided it would go in the boss' office in the place of the fax machine. It came with 3 manuals, not one of them English. We tried to install the drivers for about 30 minutes before I concluded that the new system in the boss' office is a mac and it's possible that this printer's drivers can only be installed on a PC. We carried the massive machine into my office and set it up where the old printer used to be. As it turns out, I was right. Problem is, this older PC is very slow. By the time we got everything set up we had to scramble to get  the important documents printed.

The boss came back from a meeting and needed to fax some things. Unfortunately there was is no fax line in my office. So we pick it up and move it back to the boss' office. After several failed attempts to send the fax, she decides that she doesnt want to worry about that anymore and that we need to get the other things done. This would require printing. We did not have any time in the chaos to set up the network. So once again we carried the machine back into my office to print the documents.

This song and dance continued through to the end of the day. In fact, the network is still not set up, so I can only imagine how fun it will be to do this little again dance first thing in the morning. Oh, and that old broken printer will have to be taken down to the basement....

{Word Alert!}

Today a character in one of our breakdowns was described as "neolistic". What the fuck is "neolistic" you ask?