Well, campers, I’m off on another plane in the morning, this time to Illinois to see my oldest friend get hitched. I’m taking the kids this time… which reminds me I should call the rental car company to see if they are providing the three car seats I requested. Gah. Am so unprepared for this, it’s scary. Still don’t have outfits for the children, though I have something for myself. I think. I’m sure I don’t have any shoes to wear, and the dress is a bit poochy, but whaddya want? Last time I saw most of these people, I was still in braces and was a gawky, flat-chested tomboy, so how bad could it be?
It’s four p.m. already, and all I have accomplished is a few phone calls and a long birthday lunch at the Left Bank with my officemates. Dum de dum. And then my boss came in and scanned my desk for unfinished items, called out three of them, and wished me a good trip. Yeah, right. Now I will never get out of here in time. I’ll be spending the rest of the afternoon trying to figure out why the University of North Carolina sent me a refund check for seventeen dollars and no other identifying references. It will cost ten times that in my time alone to track that puppy down.
Then, I need to re-run the month-end financials, and yes, it does have to do with the shocking emails I sent my staff last week. Then, I need to code my statements. Oh, and there’s that small matter of the last five months’ worth of expense reports, and the staff performance reviews that were due two weeks ago, and which I swore to me boss would be delivered tonight. Well, my entire staff has gone home already, so I guess I blew that one, huh?
Gah. I need a secretary. And a wife. And a wet nurse. Will somebody come tuck me in, please?
In keeping with the infantile tone and tenor of this post, and since I don’t know if I will be able to check in again before I return next Tuesday, I leave you with some immature humor, a transcript of Robert DeNiro’s SNL Homeland Security bit. The video was hilarious, but is too big to post here. Instead, I’ll just list the names of the suspects so that you can do your patriotic duty and be on the lookout for them:







08.17.04 at 02:28 PM |
I’ve told Mark so many times that I wish you would marry us. I would be such a good housewife. I could stay home with the kidddies while you two went to work. Plus Xavier would love to have the “screaming baby” (as he calls Daphne) to play with.
08.17.04 at 02:33 PM |
You are so close to having a deal, you don’t even know it…
Hee! My secret word is “take!” Take me! Please!
08.17.04 at 02:35 PM |
Thats funny, my word was “bed”....
08.17.04 at 03:25 PM |
Yikes that is a lot of math to work with. I would be hiding under my desk and wimpering by now. Go have a fun trip with your kiddos and remember to bring lots of extra snacks on the plane. My kids love that! They may become little butterballs, but I at least have my sanity!
08.17.04 at 05:22 PM |
Funny I thought you were still a gawky tomboy! You can come and join the Genuine commune sponsored by Mir.
08.17.04 at 07:42 PM |
That bit was great! Remember to wave when you are in the vicinity of Naperville (hell the Western suburbs will work!)
08.17.04 at 08:40 PM |
I’d just like to say Palatine (northwest suburb) rocks and that my secret word is “freedom.”
08.17.04 at 09:56 PM |
I’m sure you’ll be beautiful even in a poochy dress! Don’t worry about outfits for the kids, they’ll end up with icecream or something all over them anyway…
and now… *tuck, tuck, tuck* Sweet dreams sweetie…
08.17.04 at 10:58 PM |
So, I know you don’t really know me, except electronically, but I will marry you ANY TIME YOU WANT! Of course, our children would be an interesting mix of east and west.
08.18.04 at 10:11 AM |
Wait, is there a line for the “tucking in Mindy” job? ‘Cause I’m definitely IN.
08.18.04 at 11:09 AM |
Ok, now this could work.
I am still jobless. You need a secretary. I’m serious here!! I’m an Executive Secty...but, em, we like to be called ASSISTANTS now.... how much you pay? Should I email you my resume? Besides, wouldn’t it be nice to have someone around all the time that is a professional makeup artist? (I hereby vow to keep your office stocked with M&M;’s and Cheetos)
I’m a REALLY GOOD COOK TOO.
I’ll let Cheryl b. take my au pair job looking after your three… and I’ll bring Arianna with me she can babysit while you me, Cheryl and Mark go out on Friday nights..... we can start our OWN commune and bring Amy and her new Dawg too… and according to Cheryl… Marks PLENTY of man to take care of ALL OF US! (heee hee heee Hiya Mark!)
Oh yeah, a little birdie told me he’s good with cars too.
Whatcha think? I’ll bring the Cool-Aid.
08.18.04 at 01:00 PM |
Hold on a minute Cyn… I didn’t see my name on that list!! I will do the ironing and entertain the poolboy
. I give great backscratches and I can sing you all to sleep…
And, Back.Off.Buzz!! I’m the tuck.er.in.er!!! Now if you joined us… maybe I’d tuck you in too ;;)
Anybody else care to join?
08.18.04 at 04:06 PM |
i know m’balz es-hari ... i’m taking care of it.
08.19.04 at 01:17 AM |
Have I mentioned that I make the worlds best apple pie?
08.19.04 at 03:03 AM |
I’m SO SORRY AMBER!!!!!!!!! How could I forget you? bad Cyn!! Please forgive me?
OF course you are part of our happy
Mwah!
littlerapidly expanding commune!! (But you HAVE to help me hide the stash of cherries- I’ll share em with you though babe!)No Cheryl b., I didn’t know about the whole apple pie thing, but I knew there was a reason I loved you (other than the obvious!!
Wait!!! We’ve got a pool?? Woooohooooo!!!! Yeah Amber, make sure you supervise that POOLBOY WELL, eh? If y’all hear splashing late at night, don’t mind me… I’m just skinnydipping (I’ve always wanted to do that!).... I’ve got insomnia that acts up more often than not!
We need someone to fill the post of Masseur on this here commune.... any takers? I mean, I give a real good massage, but I think I’ve got enough to do.....
08.19.04 at 02:03 PM |
I’m so pathetic, when I read that I thought “oooh, I could wear a bathing suit in front of them and not feel like killing myself!”
I hate being fat.
08.19.04 at 02:46 PM |
ok look, I won’t wear my contact lenses in the pool and I can’t wear my glasses, so… that leaves me half blind. Go nekkid if you want. Fat schmat. like I’m itsy bitsy? Don’t worry, if you start to drown, I’ve got me handy-dandy flotation devices.... also I know CPR.
Hellooooooooo????? IT"S A COMMUNE!!!!!! (and 1 am skinnydipping...)
*genuine, I know you’re goin for your binoculuars.... behave yourself!!!*
08.19.04 at 03:21 PM |
Things seem to be fogging up.
08.20.04 at 06:42 AM |
Behave everyone!
08.20.04 at 09:49 AM |
Amber.... this IS behaving. Sad, but true. (hee hee hee!) Ok, ok. No skinnydipping.
Now.... who’s in charge of breakfast??
08.20.04 at 05:32 PM |
I’ll do breakfast! I’ve got at least 6 New Year’s Day breakfasts for 6 or more under my belt. Pancakes, waffles, eggs (sunny side, over easy, scrambled, you name it), bacon, sausage and toast. I’m sorry but I don’t do hash browns. My smoke detector doesn’t like it much. What is it with frying potatoes that makes so much smoke?
There is someone to do dishes though right? Because I have a rule that whoever cooks is exempt from cleaning up after that meal.
I’ve been told that I give damn good massages. I’ll take the masseusse job. And I won’t get all squidgy if you didn’t shave your legs or underarms.
08.21.04 at 11:34 AM |
DONE Amy!!!!!!!! (I’m first in line for the massage y’all… so back off!)
Yo, Amy, my pal (I really, really love waffles) I’ve got this kink in my neck right here *points* and also here in my lower back....*points again*… HELP!!!!
(Wooohooo! MY secret word is “figure”.)
08.21.04 at 12:03 PM |
Heh.....she said kink.
08.21.04 at 12:29 PM |
KINK
KINK
KINK
KINK
KINK
KINKIN.....MY.....NECK! Look Genuine....right here, see?????*Points for HIS BENEFIT!*
Heh. Men.
08.21.04 at 07:17 PM |
Hey Genuine -
Kink
Tampon
Kink
Do you like cinnamon in your waffles, because that and a touch of vanilla are my secret ingredients.
08.22.04 at 01:29 AM |
Amy........
BRING EM ON GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (love me some cinnamon)
Cyn sings: heaven.... I’m in heaven....
I’ll just pick up some banannas to go on my waffles right after I write my note saying I’m running away from home to live on a commune in California and eat waffles, get massages, cook great meals for appreciative people and watch Amber entertain the poolboy when I’m not busy working (ie: making red wine, Cheetos, and M&M;’s runs) for Mindy.
(oh, and what you said to Gen? LOVE IT!)
08.22.04 at 04:02 AM |
Does anyone make really good margaritas, because, you know, after the kids go to bed, drinking margaritas and having fun with all the other women, sounds perfect!
Ha, my word was member!
08.22.04 at 06:29 AM |
Would you like those with top shelf tequila?
08.22.04 at 08:44 AM |
Wait just one minute. I make great margaritas, mudslides and whiskey sours and that may be the only thing that I could contribute to this commune so back off, Genuine. The bar is mine!!!! Just kidding, I’d much rather just sit back and drink them. I’m very good at that.
08.22.04 at 01:04 PM |
Imagine the buch of us happily tipsy on WHOEVER’S Margertitas and playing TWISTER??? That would be the laugh of the century. (Genuine, put the video camera DOWN for Chrissake!!!! I see you peeking over the fence!)
Of course, that would have to be BEFORE we play beauty parlor, now wouldn’t it? Can’t muss up our pedicure and manicures, now can we???
Gail, did you say WHISKEY SOURS??? num num. Look babe, if you can find a recipie for Bahama Mama’s, I’ll luv ya FOREVAH! And I mean that.
HAA! My secret word is OFTEN. Doesn’t THAT just figure?
08.22.04 at 01:05 PM |
Hey, a little birdie told me Mindy makes good Cosmopolitans!
and, as if this were an omen or somesuch...... my secret word NOW is...........*Drumroll please*
“party”
08.24.04 at 06:46 AM |
My what a mess we’ve made here in this little comment window… Now Mindy’s going to make us clean it up!
08.24.04 at 07:12 AM |
*going to get broom and dustpan*
*sweeping*
*gets mop and bucket*
*cleans floor*
*loads dishwasher*
*runs dishwasher*
*empties dishwasher*
*wipes down counters*
*vacuums*
Whew, ok, I think that was everything. Oh wait....
*scrubs bathrooms until they shine*
Ok, now it’s done. Why is cleaning someone elses house so much more fun than cleaning my own?
08.24.04 at 07:33 AM |
Who’s gota kink?
My computer had a kink one time, but when I hit it on the side, it was ok.
08.24.04 at 07:46 AM |
Why should I be on the look out for that list of popouri, Mindy?
I’m not sure, but I think my big brother used that popouri before in the house, Haid D’Salaami.
08.24.04 at 08:12 AM |
LOL, Rockchild!