Monday, October 22, 2012

Good morning crew,

Well, the costume party was a tremendous success...from what I hear. The poor wife got a bit... 'tired' might be a good word for it, and decided to take a nap pretty early on in the business, and instead of abandoning her where she lie, I drove us home.

But the big success of the party was not my inspired costume, but rather my inspired chili. I had never made one before but with a little creativity and some helpful suggestions from the wife I banged together what turned out to be a delicious melange of subtle flavors which was completely devoured (except for a couple bowlfuls I saved for my dinner tonight), which is always the sign of a successful dish.

There are a few pictures of me in costume floating around, but I am in the process of hunting them down and destroying them.

Laugh it up,

Joe

joe@gophercentral.com

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"It is no secret that our economy is in the dumpster, because our economy knows the dumpster is where you can sometimes find old muffins." -Stephen Colbert

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"Because Mitt Romney is a Mormon he can actually have several vice presidents. Did you know that?" -Dave Letterman

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"Hot dog pizza raises two important questions. Who came up with this monstrosity? And how quickly can it be delivered to my house?" -Craig Ferguson

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First I had to work late. Then I discovered that I'd locked my keys in the car. But the last straw was learning that roadside service couldn't get a locksmith to me for at least two hours. Finally the guy showed, looking tired and annoyed.

As he struggled with my door, I joked, "Do those Slim Jim tools come in purse-size?"

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Fellow employees at the international company where I work know I'm a notary public and have me certify personal documents.

One day, two Swedish men asked me to witness signatures on an automobile title. "I'm selling my car to this man," one of them explained. "We came here because we heard you were notorious."