Tell truth from the lies

Other units in my company have pulled together their constituents for in-person team meetings, where people who are all working remotely get together, put faces and body language to voices and emails, whiteboard stuff and have some company-funded food and drink.

The group I am part of (under protest) is holding a virtual escape room exercise. I gotta tell you, I’m whelmed.

In honor of this, today’s earworm is Jefferson Starship’s “No Way Out”. Not only because it’s thematically appropriate, but because this video is suitably plotless. Just like my managers.

 

 

 

Birds of a feather

In about the past month, I’ve started seeing Bird scooters abandoned around the People’s Republic. I have no idea where you find them to rent, whether there are racks of them like bike shares, or what; I also am without clue about how you rent them. Oh—there’s an app; of course.

I assume they need to be charged at some point, but whether the Bird fairies come by at night to collect them and take them to the mother ship, I do not know.

At any rate, here’s a pair of them, abandoned behind the ‘hood, looking a little forlorn.

 

 

Mood

A few weeks ago I looked at the screen door and saw this guy:

I watched him for a few seconds, and understood all the slime trails I’d seen on the outside of the screen.

I do not know why slugs would want to climb screen doors, but I knocked this sucker off and then sprinkled salt on him.

Just not in the mood.

 

Fruitarian visit

Huh. In addition to chipmunks, know who likes cherries? Skunks. Viz. this guy who I heard snuffling about on Sunday night:

 

Also, notice that he turns up his skunky nose at carrots.

 

 

Gratitude Monday: therapeutics

Last week at work was straight out of a Keystone Kops movie. I mean, absolutely mindless working at cross-purposes, the kind that would suck the soul out of a mystic. And it lasted all the way to close of business on Friday. Just neverending. And it wasn’t just me—I think everyone was completely frazzled.

By the time I finally logged off, I uploaded one of these videos to Teams because I reckoned that we all needed to watch a chipmunk eating a cherry. Either that or a tanker truck of gin.

So today—after a weekend of decompression—I’m able to say that I’m grateful to have chipmunks in my life. Also, that last week is in my rearview mirror.