3/4 Freaks

A-Bomb is traveling the yellow brick road in search of the Emerald City. Our posse here at work was known as the Four Freaks, or Freaques de Quatre, if you're feeling Francais. C-Lo left us in January for the Emerald City, only to return to us after 5 short months. Apparently, the Emerald City ain't so emerald. A-Bomb's last day was Friday. The only thing that's keeping me and Techtard sane is that we traded one Freak for another. We had ONE DAY, June 1, where the four freaks were all together once again, and that lasted about 2 hours. The freakdom will never be the same.

So yeah, I mourn the loss of a freak. We had a good thing going. And I hope we drag out the search process to replace A-Bomb. Maybe he'll take a U-turn on the yellow brick road.

Out of Blogmission

Here's an update on the going-ons around here and there and so forth.

Spent Memorial Day Weekend in Chicago. The city kicks ass, people. Serious ass. Cleveland needs to take notes. Lake Erie needs a good cleaning. Loved Chicago, can't wait to go back.

Baseball for 7 and 8 year-olds is major drama. Too much drama. Cripes.

Work, once again, is killing me. Too much to do and never enough time to do it. Vacation is scheduled for next week, beginning June 12, and I'm desperately trying to get everything done before I take off. To do nothing at home. Whoop.

Alright, that about sums it up. The shit keeps hitting the fan and I can't duck fast enough.

Later.