…before I GET MYSELF ON THE ELEVEN O’CLOCK NEWS.
My cube is close to the kitchen, and two women whose voices carry all-too-well are discussing the debate (they think Obama won). One of them is mentioning that the only president she can remember who balanced the budget was Bill Clinton…. “remember? He shut the government down, twice I think, in order to do it!”
and I SWEAR I am going to have to CHEW OFF MY OWN LIMB to keep myself from storming in there and shrieking NEWT GINGRICH CONTRACT WITH AMERICA !!!1!ELEVENTY-ONE!!!!!
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Isn’t it amazing how this stuff is ALWAYS within earshot? Even in the sanctity of your own kitchen?
Pansy:
I think we are all going to learn to find a happy place to avoid being on the 11 o’clock news. I think the first step is going to be to avoid watching the 11 o’clock news and its internet analogs.
Sincerely,
Ned
Pansy: It’s not my kitchen, it’s the office kitchen. So, not much in the way of sanctity.
offer it up. offer it up. offer it up.