The Victims of obsidian sang a mournful song
posted by Ograc @ 1:22 PM
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I'm fat, old and not very bright. I know this to be true because I have a long list of silly mistakes I've made through my life, some of them more than twice, and some more than thrice, and some even more than that. Still, I have survived somehow. I once worked in a grocery store, doing the dirtiest jobs, and learned to love it. I had a great boss, his name was Lonnie Moore. Another time I worked in an underground mine, or more accurately, an underground mining system which featured three shafts all connected by underground tunnels. I loved that job. Now I work for the Government, Department of Homeland Security, Customs and Border Protection. I used to love this job, when I was young and more foolish than I am now. Now the job is okay, I don't hate it. And I work with some great people. I am a graduate of Cochise College (AA) and of Arizona State University (BA). I love the Sun Devils. Some have asserted that I bleed Maroon and Gold. But alas, I have, on occasion mistakenly cut myself, and each time, to my everlasting sorrow, the blood is red, one of the colors of my arch enemy, the University of Arizona.
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Hey Dave:
Now that you are retiring you need to come down to the central highlands of Mexico and see Teotihuacan.
Greg S
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