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Boss(hogg).

Boss(hogg).

"I've just been so terrible about keeping in touch. I just, I work, all the time, and I talk about work, I worry about work, I haven't exercised in over a month, and I just, I have so much work." "Well, so does everybody else," #ouch And so went a totally non-hostile exchange with a really ... View Post

The little garden that could.

The little garden that could.

[Celebrating the first day in a month not spent with dirt caked under my fingernails with Raventos i Blanc pink cava.] Now that you know I've been bananas busy like my backside's on fire—so busy—I thought it'd be a good time to put a few more dirty socks on that pile and tell you about two more ... View Post

You unoriginal bastard!

You unoriginal bastard!

"$1.25, Willie?" Name that reference and you get a burrito. Bonked a presentation over the bean with a rotten tangerine today. Just, BONK. (Not pictured.) Formula dressing for formula nailing. I'm getting the hang of corporate in the same way someone gets the hang of being in a foreign country ... View Post

Flush to the beat of your own drum.

Flush to the beat of your own drum.

Hey! Things were getting a little serious around here, so I figured I'd tell y'all a quick story to lighten things up. It's called "The Follow-Up Flush." It hails from a small, legendary all-girls' prep school in Richmond, VA. In an era full of Double Dare, Don Johnson and the Doobie ... View Post

Wizzle from hizzle

Wizzle from hizzle

  Remember when I used to work from home? So do I. Because I had a snowday recently and got to wear a rock tee. Without a blazer. Hmph. -C. ... View Post

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