Church potluck

Working on the weekend is kind of like a church potluck when we were kids. As I came into work this afternoon, this thought finally registered. I had the thought before, it just stayed more on the subconscious level.

It's not so much the dinner portion of the potluck, but getting to run around the empty church building afterwards. All the rooms have the lights off. Everything is very quiet. Doors are locked that are usually open. In general it is just a ghost town type feeling. It's fun though. Makes me want to use the women's restroom just for the heck of it (of course I wouldn't do that here because there are a few people actually working), or be really loud and sing in the hallways. Or go fly paper airplanes off the balcony. Dang, I don't know of any balconies here.

Bust A Move

I'm setting here at 1 AM listening to Bust A Move, by Young MC. It's not my fault though, I accidentally took like a 3 hour nap this afternoon, and then I saw this post on Noel's blog about Pac-Man. That was hilarious. I started clicking around and within a few minutes I found this pie chart, which is also pretty funny.


That was funny enough, or it was late enough, that I had to listen to the song. I think I'm going to hang these pie charts up in my cube at work. Luckily, I had just downloaded the song a couple of months ago, I guess that was my fault. :)