It's time for another session of post-it note therapy. Brought to you by your friendly insane (workman's comp claim anyone?) blogger, Nej.
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It's nice outside in Omaha today. And when it's nice out, it's horrible inside. I'm sure, at some point last week, someone was cold and wussed out. They cranked up the heat when no one was looking.....and now, we're all suffering.
I was out of the office all last week, in Mexico, for work. The ugly Mexico. Kidnap central Mexico. While driving a red Ford Mustang.
Have you ever seen the movie The Mexican, with James Gandolfini, Brad Pitt, and Julia Roberts??
You see, in the movie, the cast continues to visit Mexico (for reasons I won't say here - although, the movie is 8 years old - go see it already!!)....and every time they rent a car, they trade it in for something "more authentic." And, the trade in they are given is always an El Camino. Tricked out, chrome, fringe, the works.
When we all walked out to the rental car parking lot last Tuesday....and saw, parked in spot #46, our rental....a bright (arrest my law breakin' ass) red Ford Mustang.
The three of us just stood there and looked at each other.
We had to drive across the border and through Reynosa in this??
I started giggling. I couldn't help it.
Well, anyway, we made it...alive and well, and back in Omaha.
But, this week is hell. The week after being gone a week is always hell.....and now it's hotter than Hades in here on top of it all.
(mjenks - tell me, is Hades really hot, or is that just an assumption made because it's the Greek underworld?)
I turned my fan on.....and then had a vision of what would happen if the blades started spinning the wrong way.
Is this a cry for help? Yeah, I think so!! :-) :-) :-)