Anything happening in the good news/bad news area?

-- Anonymous, April 15, 2001

Answers

The good news, I won the door prize at the hog roast yesterday. The bad news is it's a BIG bass drum. Funny people, real funny.

-- Anonymous, April 15, 2001

Good News- I finally met my forrester face to face on Saturday. This is a 3 year working relationship, and I never saw the guy. We had a good planning session on Saturday.

Bad News- My tree farm in still under 5 inches on snow. It's still inaccessable by truck. C'mon spring, yaddaya waitin for.

Oma, you could always give that drum to a kid who belongs to a person you don't like. :-)

-- Anonymous, April 15, 2001

Good News; A. I've been narrowed from a field of 70 to a field of 12 for a new job and the job interview is the 30th. B. I, hehe, had a brief romp in a parking garage with the lead in the play I was in recently, after I met him and exchange numbers, but never got in touch with him 4 years previously.

Bad News; A. If I don't get the new job, after 4 years of verbal and mental abuse, I've told my current employers that if they don't compensate me for everything I've contributed and the work I have done for the company by July 1, 2001, then my work will reflect the way I've been treated and I am ready for the consequences (like living in my car). B. The guy is *not* his character. His brains are mush. I'v really disappointed. Shoot.

-- Anonymous, April 16, 2001

Good news: my 2 year old granddaughter loved the bubbles she got in her Easter basket.

Bad news: she hasn't got the hang of it yet so tells us "blow me Oma" or 'blow me Daddy" when she wants bubbles. (But not in public so far thank goodness!)

-- Anonymous, April 16, 2001

Oma, that made me snort Dr. Pepper!

Good news is that it's Secretary Week (according to my boss...I haven't seen the official announcement by Hallmark or anything so I can't be sure). I expect goodies galore.

Bad news is that the last thing my ever expanding ass needs is more goodies. More bad news is that my ordinarily laid back job is now stacking up around me in towers of paper and I can't seem to wade through it all, so I don't even have time to bask in the praise I feel sure is coming to me. Damn the luck.

-- Anonymous, April 16, 2001