Martini Cartwheels

Oh look, she's got guns. I mean a gun. I'm not quite sure how I feel about full body scanners yet. I'm not thrilled with the idea of some stranger looking at my McGriddles and I'm a little leery of the radiation exposure. But the alternative may be worse. Have you witnessed an enhanced pat down? I think I would rather drop my pants right there in line than have a TSA agent grope my lady parts to see if I've got a bomb in my vajayjay. No, that string is not a detonation device. Your thoughts on scanners and pat downs?

Last week or so I mentioned in a quick post that I wasn't sure if my clothes matched. Earlier this week, I wore blue khakis with a white golf shirt and by the time I got to work, I realized I looked as though I was wearing the grade school uniform required by the city of Springfield, MA. Today is Friday, the day on which I usually go a little more casual. We can wear jeans every day but I don't, since I usually have meetings outside my building. The current clothes dilemma is three-fold  as follows: 1. I am wearing one of those bumpy textured type of shirts that I think they used to call seersucker so I thought I could get away without ironing but I don't know if that is necessarily true. 2.I am wearing blue jeans and my shirt has white, yellow, and blue lines. I'm not a big fan of the blue on blue or any other two same colors but have been known to dress as such on several occasions. I'm hoping that this outfit doesn't fall into that category. 3. This is a men...

The question of the week is: If you were on death row, what would you choose for your last meal? This question is obviously more important if you live in Texas or Florida. Here in Massachusetts it's a pretty safe bet we won't ever have to ponder this but it's something to think about just in case.

The question of the day at work was "if you were a dessert, what would you be?" My cubemate, JLo, said she would be a cupcake with pastel frosting and a cherry on top. Small and cute, just like her. My buddy Vo said he would be ice cream. JLo and I decided he would be mint chocolate chip, smooth and cool. JLo then declared our manager to be Boston Cream Pie, because it's soft in the middle. I thought I would be lady fingers. But after some consideration, I changed my choice to pecan pie. Sweet and nutty. So my friends, what would you be?