Disclaimer: Image is in no way related to Steven Seagal
Day 3 got sidetracked. I’ve been slammed with meetings and was pretty tired by the time I left the new gig. So day 3 will be later today.
In the meantime here’s something to consider:
Apparently my office chair is killing me.
…the more time you spend sitting each day, the greater your chance of dying within the following three to 15 years.
Well that’s positive.
Unrelated: The amount of blog haters I have is few and far between. So this one goes out to the haters at the previous zoo. Enjoy!
So Bob, I’m thinking if you have no haters I’ll have to fill in. Just let me know where to get the application.
Just start hating! You could schedule a weekly flame comment.
Remember that macho Italian gun chick who used to flame me? You can pick up where she left off.
I don’t think I can live up to her standard. It was a natural skill. Mostly I’d be like, “oh yeah?” and
“that’s not right.” If I’m really witty I’d throw in a “that’s what your Mom said.”
If I’m really on the ball, I’ll use “my master is better than your master.”
Tater,
She could not live up to her standard.
