Oh, and guess what. My boss is going golfing. I …
Oh, and guess what. My boss is going golfing. I should really think about taking up golf again if I want to get ahead politically here, but I have to ‘fess up that my only real motivation would be the opportunity to whack the hell out of a little ball with a metal club - I’m thinking five-iron… and I’m imagining the uses one could put one of those I-Cameras with sticky film to in redecorating the balls to provide the most motivation for clearing 300 yards. I just don’t think I could get any of my co-workers to pose long enough to get good mug shots. Sigh.