Monkey Love

We have pets in our office. Way before I got here someone got a Sea Monkeys kit as a gift, so they brought it into the office to put on top of the microwave for everyone to enjoy. There’s maybe 10 to 12 little Sea Monkeys in the little tank, and EVERYONE loves to come by and watch them swim around. Who knew brine shrimp could be so much fun? A few days ago two of them started swimming around AS A PAIR (nudge, nudge, wink, wink). That caused a huge hub-bub around the building and we had more visitors come by to watch the Sea Monkeys getting it on. And get it on they did. For two days.

Today when we came in to work, they were all swimming around as singles. But two of the monkeys now have, what our resident Sea Monkey expert is calling, egg sacs. Maybe we’ll have new little monkeys soon. There were a few people in the building that heard that there was Sea Monkey love going on and stopped by today. Since the only thing going on inside the tank was the typical frantic swimming, we had some disappointed visitors. So Brock, one of my co-workers, decided to play some Barry White and Al Green to get the monkeys back in the mood. I don’t think it worked. I didn’t go back to check.

I wonder if keeping the tank on the microwave is bad for our Sea Monkeys…

Every Wednesday the office gets Italian food for lunch. It’s at a new place that I had not been to called Oh-Jays. Strange name for an Italian place, I thought. So I asked why it was called Oh-Jays. The rumor goes something like this. A couple of years ago two guys were in there arguing over a girl. The argument turned into a fight and then one guy pulled a knife and stabbed the other guy pretty good. And of course there was blood everywhere. I thought it was a pretty good story, and it’s in a neighborhood where I almost believe the story. Almost. But I had the spaghetti and chicken parmigiana. The chicken was kind of dry, but the spaghetti was good.

I finally found Rip-its. Most of you know that I love me some Rip-its! The little 8 oz cans are so much better than the 16 oz cans. There’s a place near here that has the orange kind and the sugar-free power flavor. So I got a sixer and put them in the desk for when there’s no coffee made. Or for Tuesday nights when we have our weekly VTC with Malaysia. Which is not an easy country to spell correctly. I’ll get it right.

And there’s another rumor that some of us are going to be transferred (again) to the Kissimmee office in March or April. Nothing is definite for now. They need to acquire the office space and apartments for us. It might not even happen, but some of us would like to go - just to go do something different. I’ve got a friend that lives down there and it would be fun to hang out with Ed “The Godfather” for a while. It wouldn’t extend my six month trip any, and it would help break up the monotony.

What a day today. I got a lot done and time just flew by. Check, please. I’m outta here.