Morning Coffee – Work Induced Haze Edition
My yearly unpaid endorsement...
Some of us, like me, selectively shut down various systems in our consciousness when the world gives us more than we can handle. Getting those systems back up, and operational can be a task. Sometimes it takes longer than the time you have, which is why on Monday, just when you were about to start feeling human again, you feel like crap. The robot has taken over again, and no amount of over-sleeping, drinking, or doing whatever it is that numbs the pain for you is going to make you feel human again.
It’s madness, really, but it’s what we do in a society that basically rewards people for either being able to make the transition on a dime, or cleverly disguise the fact that they are, truly, ROBOTS!
Enough speechifying, on to the coffee!
State tax revenues are still down. If this keeps up, we’ll have to cut workers from the revenue department, a sure sign that the end is nigh.
Southern Beale talks about selective coverage in the media.
Tom Humphrey probes the possibilities on the Beavers backtrack.
The MED gets some love from the FEDS and may not spin off the loop clinics.
The “Coffee Party” comes to Memphis. Stop by Otherlands today around 2:30 for the fun.
Ugh. Really? Get a hobby, like building a boat in a bottle or something.
And finally…I love me some Betty White. I look forward to seeing you on SNL in May.
Get out and do something before the robot comes back and sucks your soul smooth out of your body. Or just nap it off…
Yep. Like aunt Hattie used to say, “It bees that was some times, boy”.
I only get half a day per week off (sleeping til noon on Sunday, doin' the numbers on Sunday nt). Luckily, I am self employed and have basically all day to sit in front of the PC interrupted only by customers eager to bring me their money.
The rest of the time is spent earning on-line degrees (finished Political Science two years ago and am beginning Paralegal Studies this month. UC Berkeley Extension, I highly recommend it.) and getting blazed. I have lots and lots of papers to fill too ;-]_~
But I understand this robot of which you speak. It prefers bong loads.
I am due a nice trip to hike the knobs at Rone Mt. Waiting for the Rhododendron Festival. Before that, just waiting for the first sunny Sunday to hike Steel Creek park and get my nature on. Even a well contained existence like mine needs a break once in a while.
I'll take pics of the Rone balds and Steel Creek and share them. Spring is very special in these thar hills.
Regards to you, LWC and our beloved Trace.