Welcome to Random Tuesday Thoughts, sponsored by Keely, The UnMom. When you're done perusing the dusty thoughts in the attic of my body, go see Keely.
-> Our office has turned into a bad episode of "Friends". I was walking from my cube to my AA's cube and looking out the window to the building next to ours. Apartments. With the curtains open. Oh, yes. We have an "Ugly Naked Guy". Being the mature individual I am, I screamed and ducked into her cube. By the time she went to see, he was gone. But he's been back a few times. Pretty much everyone has seen him by now. You don't want to see him. Ewwww. (Really random thought- why the hell is he nekkid in the middle of the afternoon???)
-> I love the smell of a chlorine pool. Hey, it's my random. I can do what I want with it.
->Yesterday as I was sitting at a stop light in the middle of the city, I had a friendly encounter with a pedestrian. I had my windows down, and I might have had The Jackson 5's "ABC" playing a little loud. A man on the corner started Popping to the song. He looked mighty sad when the light turned green. I almost stayed to let him finish the song, but rush hour traffic would have complained. It was fun while it lasted, though!
-> Making lunches for LG has changed the way we eat. Now I strive for left overs, and he eats what we eat. I know, I should have done this a long time ago. He's eating much better, and I stress about it less. But I've also been trolling the web for kid lunch box friendly meals (for those days when left overs just don't happen). Know what I've discovered? Some people have too much time on their hands. I'm sorry, I'll cut my kids sandwich into dinosaurs (with the cutter, of course, not by hand) but I draw the line at lunch box art. Don't get me wrong, some of those ladies who do bento boxes for their kids do amazing things. But do they really need to go that far to get their kids to eat? Or is it just the pleasure of seeing it laid out nice and neat in the box. Or, as I suspect in the middle of the night when these thoughts tend to creep in, are they just doing it so they can post the picture out on the web to make me feel inadequate. Damn them and their healthy, cute meals. Viva la Happy Meal!
-> Did anybody else read about poachers killing the last white Rhino in that South African reserve? They took the horn and left her to die while a baby Rhino cried nearby. Anyone else want to go to South Africa, find the poachers and start hacking off fingers one by one? There is a special place in hell for people like that, I say. Seriously, what kind of backwards world do you live in where you kill an animal and leave it to die painfully? Not use it for food, but kill it for money. Grrrr.
-> If I'm not here next week, it's because I've gone to jail for going postal on my co-workers. Two, in particular. The "analysts" in our group have offices around the bull pen. Two of the female analysts refuse to recognize that they have phones. Speaker phones even. They insist on screaming out of their offices, across the bullpen, to each other. Don't get up to have a conversation in the others office, just scream over our heads. Grrrr. They refuse to recognize how rude this is to the rest of us. To them, this is what they like about the environment of our office. Last Friday they wondered why all 6 of us that sit in the bull pen were "grumpy". We're plotting our revenge.
->The song "Celebrate", by Cool and the Gang came on. LG screamed, "That's my song!" and proceeded to hop from his seat at the table and begin to dance around. Yes, people, that's right. Bring your good times, and your laughter, too. LG's going to celebrate your party with you. Come on now.
Ok, time to make the donuts. You guys have a good week.