Talk about your day thread

[bodysnatcher]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

[dad]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

i appreciate your candor.

[BurtReynolds]

If bodysnatch can't lead us, who will?

[bodysnatcher]

Me leading a team would end up basically being Tropic Thunder

[tree_]

Oh burrrrn

[spike]

I’d love having snatch as a boss; seems he’d spend half the day in the can.

[JuanHamm]

I'm currently at The Fox Theatre with my Mom watching The Damned open for Blondie.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

[Jorge]

I'm currently at The Fox Theatre with my Mom watching The Damned open for Blondie.

Neat neat neat

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

What were the issues that motivated the boss to leave?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

What were the issues that motivated the boss to leave?

Sexual harassment.

[wease]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

What were the issues that motivated the boss to leave?

Sexual harassment.

bummer

[lennytheweedwhacker]

My manager just quit

Good news?

Not really.

oh wow, are you the captain now?

Good god I hope not. I’d sink this ship within a week.

What were the issues that motivated the boss to leave?

Sexual harassment.

bummer

Yes that was involved.

[doug rr]

reached our final destination yesterday afternoon..headed to the grocery store to stock up today

[Mickey]

Built a crib, re-arranged the office/nursery (noffice), going to go for a run and then drink the beers I have rightfully earned.

[wease]

office/nursery (noffice)

Don’t do that

[BurtReynolds]

In the dawn there is a man progressing over the plain by means of holes which he is making in the ground. He uses an implement with two handles and he chucks it into the hole and he enkindles the stone in the hole with his steel hole by hole striking the fire out of the rock which God has put there. On the plain behind him are the wanderers in search of bones and those who do not search and they move haltingly in the light like mechanisms whose movements are monitored with escapement and pallet so that they appear restrained by a prudence or reflectiveness which has no inner reality and they cross in their progress one by one that track of holes that runs to the rim of the visible ground and which seems less the pursuit of some continuance than the verification of a principle, a validation of sequence and causality as if each round and perfect hole owed its existence to the one before it there on that prairie upon which are the bones and the gatherers of bones and those who do not gather. He strikes fire in the hole and draws out his steel. Then they all move on again.

[Mickey]

office/nursery (noffice)

Don’t do that

Only so many rooms in a house. He'll be sleeping in our bedroom until six months anyway and we're hoping to move next summer.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

My mom is still in the hospital with a leaky wound incision keeping her from going to rehab. And she also can't poop.