The Worst Story Ever
| (Prologue) Cavutto sits in a comfortable chair in front of his computer. He wonders to himself, 'What is a prologue, exactly?' He knows it comes in the beginning of books, but that's about it. He'll have to go look that up later. (end Prologue) It was a dark and stormy morning. Cavutto was reading his favorite blog when he proclaimed, 'This blog is so informative!'. He then excitedly said, 'That was a true statement I just made!!!!!' Suddenly, all hell broke loose. Regional dialects were everywhere, y'all. He blinked his blue eyes a couple times, which caused his deep black pupils to dialate and then contract from the absence and sudden flood of light. The light, after passing through his pupil, finally reached his retina, which then translated the light into electrical pulses that travelled to his brain, where they were deciphered to form the scene in front of him as an image in his mind. The image was of the same thing that he always saw in front of him. A computer and a couple of books that he should probably get around to cataloging at some point. It's not that he's lazy, it's just that he's been sorta busy with other things lately and cataloging really isn't all that important. I mean, if somebody really needed the books, he'd get right on that, but they're just Martindale-Hubbel Law directories. Nobody even uses those things anymore since most of the information is online. Hell, you could proabably 'Google' most of it. The End (This terrible story was made possible by Elmore Leonard's 10 Rules of Writing - of which every rule was promptly broken....and by viewers like you. Thank you.) |
| Man, I'm working a full day today. Especially crappy since the other librarian is on vacation until the new year and the insurance bond market is starting to fall apart. It's gonna be a long day of dealing with the insurance guys. |
That blows a legendary amount of ass.
We have a company luncheon in a while, and they usually let us go after that. Friggin' everything is falling apart, financially speaking. |
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LOL! I just heard a lawyer try to explain 'Yankee Swap' to another lawyer. Apparently, it involves 'engaging' in the activity and the 'designated beneficiaries' play some role. :) Yeah man, things are looking pretty bleak. It just came out in the Financial Times that some Saudis bailed out UBS or something. It's gonna get interesting. |
| We've got breakfast in one of the conference rooms this morning...eggs, sausage, various pastries. I can't go because I'm slammed right now. I'll hit up lunch probably. :( |
| Hey, did you get my comment about my days off next week? Wanna work something out around that? I talked to Meg yesterday...maybe Sunday? |
I thought you were being sarcastic. Yeah I'll be around sunday. Monday I'm busy pretty much all day, and tuedsay being Christmas, I'm obviously not gonna be around then either. The rest of the week after that I'm free. |
This week is gonna rule. My friend Sarah from Eastern is home from San Fran. I haven't seen her in like, 5 years. The T man is home from the wild west Me, you and Meg, maybe Ness? hanging out on sunday would be the bomb diggity Supposed to hang out with my friend Erica, and my other friend Katie. |
