July 2010
23 posts
A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me
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Thirty minutes ago, everyone at my office came to the realization that all of our senior managers and department heads were not in today and that myself and another guy were effectively the “Sr. Staff” and “in charge”.
Immediately, work came to an end, pens dropped to the desk, golf clubs and foam basketballs appeared and every computer began browsing the Internet.
I quickly found a reason for me to leave the office.
“It is completely understandable that Mr. Deluce would prefer to fly Air Canada.”
—Air Canada’s response to Porter Airlines CEO Robert Deluce’s claim that the airline had broken a personal agreement to him and his wife for free travel passes for life. Deluce initially received the free passes for selling two airlines he owned back in the 80s to Air Canada.
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“Female asses are mysterious creatures, they come and go as they please and much of their behavious seems unfathomable to an outsider.
They’re the great nomads of the plateau and will often trek vast distances across these parched plains in search of oases. But when they do find paradise, they are liable to feed and drink for just a few hours and then head back to the dust for no apparent reason.” —David Attenborough, Planet Earth
They’re the great nomads of the plateau and will often trek vast distances across these parched plains in search of oases. But when they do find paradise, they are liable to feed and drink for just a few hours and then head back to the dust for no apparent reason.” —David Attenborough, Planet Earth
YMFY: The Egg by Jack Sharp →
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You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better…
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Today I woke up at an ungodly hour to get into a thin metal tube and rise to an altitude that no human can breath unaided while watching a film I would have never paid money for and sipping pilfered ginger ale with curiously round ice cubes. I then sat on the side of a motorcycle track doing nothing at all except trying to keep my red flip flops from melting.
So…typical Wednesday really
