Think of the children

Now my post titles show up on my bride's blog page. I have a "naughty" word in the last one, and I wouldn't want to give anyone the wrong impression about her, so now it's fixed. I'm a fixer. It's what I do.

Also, my "sky light" is now gone in my cubical. A gentleman came and put a ceiling tile in place of the gaping hole in the ceiling above my desk. He also decided to knock down as much dust and tile debris as he could from up there onto my self, desk, and keyboard. It could be worse I suppose, he could have dropped a hammer on my head or something.

Now then, back to work.... I can already tell this is going to do nothing but bad things to my life.

Someone check the temperature in hell

No one can ever say that my love for my wife has any limits. This page's existence is documented proof that my wife can make me do whatever she wants. For a far more entertaining read, you should check her's out.