This SUCKS !

I feel lost...no desk, no computer, no phone. I have a damn pencil and a yellow legal pad. (I hate legal pads, I much prefer steno pads) Don't get me wrong, I am thankful to still have a job BUT if I ever catch the little prick that torched our office....well, he won't leave with all his appendages. GUARANTEED !!


The worst part of the thing is the smell. I can handle "wood" smoke, but this smells like a burnt tire and it has permeated every last thing in the office. We had to throw out beautiful furniture as the restoration people said we would never get the smell out. (Mmmm....I have had a few boyfriends like that ;)

Okay, I have vented long enough. I should be back on track and WITTY AS HELL in no time ! Oh, speaking of witty...this is a classic.

So my room-mate Bobby Knight is a music freak. Early 70's music mostly, but will listen to anything (but my Waylon and Willie) for moments at a time. He is also quite the cook so we had to move a radio into the kitchen so he could listen to his tunes as he cooked. The other day we discovered we needed a new toaster (I think the one I had was from 1978) so I sent him to the store to purchase a new one.

He comes home smiling like he just hit the lottery. I say to him "What did you get?" and he relies "A toaster with a RADIO in it !!" I called bullshit, but no kidding....there it was a toaster with a radio in it.

Now here comes the classic line...Bobby says "Now, I can make toast while I jam !"
GET IT? Toast and Jam !!

He is still laughing about it.