Some worked yesterday. Some hoped to but with the economy the way it is, their job was done but by someone 7,000 miles from here for a tenth of the money and no cost for benefits.
Some went to the beach and others went to a mountain top. Whether a transformation or celestial conversation occurred is not yet known. Based on my first sixty-two years around the water cooler, I'm thinking not so much.
Maybe you stayed home and worked on chores. Really? Yeah, me neither. I found this on line and went through the entire collection. You can too but this is the best one. What a way to return to the work week. You're welcome.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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