Granted, I’m a few days early – but it is Wednesday. And Patricia is the feminine form of Patrick (that’s what the T in TCStream is for; just go with it); St. Patrick, of course is the pagan patron saint of this weekend’s holiday revelry.
Also, I’m Irish. KISS ME!
(Ok fine – half Irish, that totally still counts.)
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
Daylight Saving is the devil. Although I did get to sleep an extra “hour” because toddlers do not subscribe to this concept of random time changes. We really should learn from the innocent here. DOWN WITH DAYLIGHT SAVING. Don’t get me wrong, I love it being light when I leave the office at night – so why can’t we just pick a time and stick with it? Like Hawaii.
But at the very least, if you’re going to force these shenanigans upon us – can we at least have it stay light later? (I’m looking at you gloomy, rainy California!) A winecone at the clock!
So far this week I have worked 24 hours and slept 5. What day is it?
Editor’s note: Again. Winecone at the clock. 1,440 winecones at the clock. I’m sure you’re probably aware of this – but you’re doing it wrong. I’m also prescribing a fluffy cone and large amounts of wine. That’ll take care of the lack of sleep right quick. Even if you’re *trying* to stay awake.
Rage against the corporate philosophy (latent and subconscious philosophy) of promoting to ineffectivity.
Editor’s note: So basically I hear you saying we should stop promoting people until just past the point of incompetence? At least that precise point that makes you want hurl heavy objects in an effort to deflate heads full of hot air or stab yourself with a pointy winecone. One of those.
All of us at A Nervous Tic Motion have a special smackaroo to bestow upon CubicleViews for his guest post this week. You know, looking back at my column here, he’s starting to make a habit of that. If you’re jealous for your own smackaroo – contact us about your own guest posting idea!
And to change the game up a bit, I’d like to request a kiss from all of you. KISS ME! I’M IRISH! Because you know what they say, when Irish eyes are smiling… I’ll be wearing green on Saturday. Will you?