Yet another day goes by and I'm still waiting to win the lotto so I can buy my own little island. It doesn't have to be big. I'd settle for a nice little tropical spot with a landing strip for my personal jet, a couple pools, a rock-star sized house and about ten refrigerators stocked with good food and beer. Aaaaaaah, I can see it now...would probably go something like those Corona commercials.

Hell, I'd settle for my own quaint bar somewhere in Key West where we'd serve the coldest beer in town! I'd serve those little mini corn-dogs and hot-wings. Come one! Come all! "Jimmy's" is now open for business! No shirt, no shoes, no problem! ;o)

OK, back to reality.

How the hell does the guy in the next cube know so much about computers and MSFT technology? I mean for the love of all that's holy! He must not _____ ! (fill in the blank with any one of these terms: sleep, eat, play, party, wakeboard, hunt, fix stuff around the house, build stuff for the house, have a girlfriend, go out...ever). I don't mean to sound bitter but d*mn!

Thought for the day: Yeah, I know we need the water but Summer better get it's azz here quick-like or somebody gets the hose again.