I broke a statement in two

"I don't", "I won't" buy a CD. Well, that is debunked. I bought a CD of music from my childhood. It had been only on LP. Who wants or has that? Childhood Christmas.

Thanks Walter Schumann and Chorus.

primate extinct?

Monkeyjack, long time blogger appears not in my listing. Monkeyjack was a unique species.

she's devine

devil garb, sailor vernacular, yet subtly sweet and gentle

She's quick, smart, daring, motivated

She's one you don't show mother, but the one to marry

A wrapped present with a noticeable haste -- wrapping looks rough, but the box itself, the package -- all what is inside, heartfelt and just what you need. I hope she finds life fulfilling and is wise enough to avoid disaster. I get a kick out of her. Her life, not enchanting, but she is ... enchanting.

Rose, nightshade, poisonous variety, but thorns aside, symbolic of ideal love. I'd like to see her life when I'm long since passed and she's lived a long and fruitful one. She's young, and has youthful passions and dreams.

C, you're great ... prosper!

Making pay stand still

Well, at work there were several times when "productive time" stopped. Oh, let's set a meeting here and talk while everyone is getting killed with the business. Yeah... that's good. You get paid for that do you?

Checking on the minutia I found missing materials. I am not required to start on my extra project until Monday, but I wanted to get a start on it. It was a good thing I started ... I was missing a valuable piece of paper. I made a call and got ... yeah, I'll bring that in.

In logistical-practical speak, that's a 40% yes on the maybe continuum. Had I hear more, "er"s, "uh"s, "yea"s, "uh huh"s, I'd know it had dropped to low double digits. Thankfully I don't have to have the paper, but the corporate will send me an email, "where is it".

They get a lot out of me, others ... hard to say.

The noob, or newbie, they have -- bad pick, average IQ, overego, underachiever. He doesn't even know how to schmooze. Now, normally, the average IQ egotist gets into management and stays, but this dude won't turn sycophant quickly enough. I'm not trained as fast because I don't, "kiss butt".

rubbing, for which I need alcohol

I was brushed with no fewer than eight individual breasts today. Some breasts "re-visited". A couple brushes were accidental, but most were not. Hmmmm .... clean environment, right? Heck no! My package was nearly groped with intent, but my position protected my package from fondling. My butt, however, was stroked, smacked, and patted. You'd think the ladies never got laid or something. Now, if the situation were reversed ... hell surely would have new attendees.

My butt was the target of attack and admiration from a naughty girl at work, who is loud ... dramatic, touchy, slutty, but in form (playing the role on stage only).

The least comfortable contact I got tonight was oddly from a guy ... scary! I felt a hand on my shoulder and a voice in my ear.

Dude ... cut that out right f'ing now! It wasn't an advance, but crossing social bounds that he didn't know existed. Thankfully I didn't hear, " zip" and the second hand on the other shoulder. "Guy! The cell-block is that a-way", pointing to hell.