Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)

Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.

This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.

Friday, January 02, 2004

Life can be so unfair

First, we don't get that many people up here from the outside--most of them are taken care of downstairs at the main counter. Every once in a while, though, we do have some folks who wash up here either on purpose or by some other department's ignorance.

Just got a call from the secretary--"There's someone here to see you." No use asking for more details--it just creates tension. I walk out and there's a Ruben Studdard doppelganger covering up an electric scooter there by the door and WOW!--standing beside the GIS terminal there's a beautiful girl with long curly red hair and rosy skin who looks like a grown-up version of Amber Barretto from the stupid NBC show "Hang Time".

"Ma'am, did you need to speak to me?"

"Not unless your name's Carla."


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