This is a blog about today. What a most productive and fun day it was, although by the end I was dragging ass. Please allow me to explain.
While I was in FL, A1 was kind enough to housesit for me. PM, CCM and A1 came up with what they thought was an ideal prank on me. They hid a pair of PM's boxers in my house and a kama sutra video in my guest room VCR.
When I came home and was doing laundry, I noticed the boxers in the laundry with the sheets from the guest bed, I promptly called A1 and told her that she had left some boxers at my house and I'd return them to her. She stumbled and mumbled around, apparently having forgotten the joke. PM, A1 and CCM confessed at work the next day. A1 was concerned that I'd be upset if she had an overnight guest at my house. I said no, it brightened my day to know that at least *someone* was having sex in my house, even if it wasn't me. We all got a good laugh out of it.
So I've held onto the boxers and video since that time.
Today in the development staff meeting, PM, myself, Stan (PM's boss) and Barb (development admin asst.) were sitting in Stan's office going over weekly stuff. About 10 minutes into the meeting, in a pause in the conversation, I pull PM's boxers out of my binder and slide them over the table at him, saying nothing. Stan and Barb nearly go bug-eyed at the sight and PM turns bright red. Stan and Barb race each other to ask what it is all about. I begin laughing, PM begins laughing and we spill the story. Much laughter ensued. PM said he is rarely caught off guard and I got him. I am very proud of myself.
Thank you, A1 and CCM, for keeping my joke a surprise. :)
The video has another purpose, to be revealed later.
I had a three hour conference call today after that meeting. I would describe it but I don't think it is nice to torture others so I will pass for now. If any of you annoy me, I am going to describe it minute by minute the next time I see you. Fair warning.
In other news, Tom returned from his week off. The funny surrounding this event was his father/daughter trip to the hinterlands of upper Minnesota to the boundary waters area. Apparently as part of a deal he makes with his daughters, after their first year of college they are required to go on a father/daughter trip that he plans and chooses. The first daughter went camping and was able to stay in a bed in a cabin. This daughter, not so lucky.
He had planned a canoe trip for them involving tents, freeze dried food and canoeing from one lake to another, carrying the canoe between lakes. Apparently the first day it snowed like crazy, then rained. Day two it rained. On Day three, having exhausted every last piece of dry clothing each of them owned, and seeing his daughter tear up, he called it off. They canoed back to the outfitters, turned in their gear and drove down to Chicago, staying in a Marriott downtown for the remainder of the trip. I do believe this is the only reason why she is speaking to him today. Daughter #1 had told her dad that she guessed that at the end of the week, they (daughter #2 and Dad) would not only not be speaking, but would come home separately. Thankfully, a warm and dry Marriott in Chicago saved the day.
Good news of the day comes to us via the National Football League: Indianapolis is the host city for the 2012 Superbowl. Make your reservations for my guestroom now.
Met D9 at Sam's Club for a food run. I am his gateway to Sam's Club as he has let his membership expire. I bought some string cheese, nothing more. I am certain they will pull my membership just because I didn't buy a boatload of crap I don't need :).
Did some work on a proposal for the college regarding college readiness. Ran the numbers, they look good but I'm sure they will be reviewed and beaten forty ways to Sunday before it is all said and done.
Tomorrow I plan to finish that up and get on the IU website regarding my Ph.D. Yes, that idea is still alive and well. I figure if the college is willing to pay for it, I might as well get one. Twisted logic, sure, but what else am I doing with my free time except thinking up practical jokes? Maybe the time could be better served.
Thursday is a big review day for one of the grants I work on ... we are picking potential scholarship recipients. I am not looking forward to it. I do not know why I volunteered to do it. I must have slipped and hit my head in the shower that morning or I was needing someone to abuse me. Either way, I'm fucked, and not in the way I'd like.
OH ... and got my final client's proposal funded. I now have my final two clients for my LLC and the hope remains to be completely out of the side work by the end of 2009, which would coincide nicely with the start of a Ph.D. *sigh*
Nothing else to report. May have dinner later this week with the young'un and the possibility remains to go to the race with the 'j' from last weekend.
Must plan a trip to the Indian buffet with Maestro. Romeo, you interested? Sometime next week over lunch??? (yum yum yum yum yum)
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