All week long I've been in a "cloud of poop," Tom Waits-listening kind of mood, where pipes are bursting, and people are not showing up or answering their voicemails, and I am melting down in the parking garage.    You're all "gosh, that sounds so entertaining, why didn't you tell us more about this?"  

I think this mood has something to do with the fact that Stephan caught a cold from a guy named Dave, then I caught the next generation of that cold but was trying to deny I had it, so instead I was just "crabby with a stuffed-up nose….thanks DAVE" instead of officially sick.  So, if you called me this week, or I called you, or you happened to ask me a question and I yelled at you or told you I was going to go all broken arrow and live out in the open range somewhere where there are no people to bug me, I am sorry.  You'll be glad to know that the cold is almost gone, and I am probably going to blame the bad mood and the bad week ALL on the cold virus.

But, something funny actually happened yesterday!  Yesterday my cousin-in-law Cory and I got on a long email thread where we were each trying to sound more "business speak-y" than the other.  It doesn't really matter what we were talking about, because after awhile it became so baroque it wasn't actually ABOUT anything.  Here's an excerpt, because I thought it might make you laugh.

Me:  "There is totally enterprise buy-in behind that idea."

Cory: "It's been fully socialized and waterfalled, it's gaining traction, and we've accounted for the outliers."

Me:  "Oh yeah, we focused grouped it, reaped the low hanging fruit, and
it dovetails well with our other partnerships."

Cory:  "As long as we eat our own dog food and keep our kimono open, we should end up
with a win-win."

Also, not for nothing– why have there been TWO Friday the 13th's already this year?  Isn't that one of the signs of the apocalypse? 

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