the dream

Buckle up. Today we leave my small cubic world and address the meaning of a Tuesday night date. Now I’m not speaking of the first time Tuesday night drinks after work. I am talking about the Tuesday night dinner with a prior shack up in the books. I’m talking about consciously making an effort to [...]

I have news. No longer will I occupy the same cube until the end of time. I am moving to a different floor and bringing with me a new job title. Analytics Manager, all in your face bitch. Yeah…that’s right…I own you now. If I come visit your company they will probably give me your [...]

Alright Alright, ladies and Gentleman, all the way from California….putting the rice in your roni…on stage 3…its MONDAY!….be sure to tip the girls and your waitress….
Yes folks Monday is a stripper!
You don’t agree?
OK, let me break it down for you…think about it this way…Saturday is equivalent to walking into the strip club….yeah flashing lights, great [...]

It’s 8 AM here on the East Coast and I feel like I have eye lids made of lead…..not because they are a soft metal with the atomic number of 82….but because I can barely keep them from slamming down every time they are opened….
Are you ready for this?… Last night was AMAZING and totally [...]

I really pondered the possibility of starting a blog….who wants to read about my life in a 7 X 6 cube?……this is more for my sanity than your enjoyment so deal with it….
The title says it all……I have been stuck in a cube for 384 days so far…(less the weekends)……but don’t feel sorry for me, [...]