I told Carla she could stop over and talk to me as I read my papers, but she didn't. And Carrie never said hello. And now Angie's there, and she looked up at me while I was there - and who knows - is she nervous because I'm a dirty old man, or is she thinking about me in a more colorful, dynamic way. She's the one who said I am the cutest - so what am I supposed to think? I don't know if I want to talk to anyone at the moment.
Well - once upon a time, I complained to Meg's that they should have a splash-guard in their urinal. The place is run by WOMEN! Nothing happened. So, I grabbed one from the ERC's John, and took it to Meg's, where I presented it, glowingly, as a gift. Well, it's still at Meg's - and the ERC is still missing one splash-gueard!