Wednesday's Digressions

• After I left Friday one of the girls I work with invaded my office and decorated it with fishing and nautically themed stuff. Money can't buy that.


• Actually, I had a term to describe my office decorative style: Jail Cell Noir.


• A funny thing though- I was feeling seriously unloved over the weekend, but that was before I walked in the door Monday morning.


• Last week in one day of glancing over at other drivers during my commute I saw: 1) a woman reaching over her head from the left over to the right side of her face and use her pinkie finger to scoop boogers out of her nose. 2) a man hold his left hand to the left side of his nose to shield the picking activity he was engaged in with his right index finger from the driver of the car. 3) and last, but certainly not least another guy trying to fling a booger off the fingers of his right hand. He looked like he was having a seizure that was confined to that hand.


• Recently Zac told me about a teacher that visited his class. I said, Did you know daddy and her husband were in the war together? No, did you keep an eye on him and keep him out of trouble?


• Saturday I went back to Taco Cabana. I thought with a fresh start we could begin our love affair again, that is until the corporate employee came to my table and started harassing me about a survey regarding demographics and new store locations. When I waved her off she stood over my shoulder (making me nervous- people don't go to restaurants to feel nervous) and updated her little notebook. Then she pestered a guy near me who didn't have the guts to chase her off.


• Taco Cabana and I have officially broken up- I am a free man.


• Clutch The Regulator