That's not what the Death card means

Hatched chickens census
written 2007-12-10 09:23:40

So, it's Monday, and I'm not at work.

I hate it when that happens.

No explanation for it, no word from the work people, who I hope will call soon and and tell me what day the job starts.


This weekend I went to DC, attended a party in a real estate development designed to allow people to live close to the metro DC area but away from the actual city itself, and played spades. Regarding real estate, developments like that only make sense in one direction - outward from an urban center. In the sticks, you wonder why there's 235 new houses that no one in your area can afford being built on Old Man McConnor's land, and then realize that the commuters have accepted a 50 minute drive each way as the cost to have a bigger house and a lower mortgage payment.

I'm going to go wait for word from the jerks now.

--9:23 AM, EST, Warminster, PA

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