Passing a bus on a highway is easy. Trying to pass a bus before you get to a particular exit can be more challenging.
The vending machine supply company has caught on. We now have two full rows of chocolate-frosted Hostess Donettes in our vending machine. The one half-row sold out every week.
The generic burn-aid cream in the first-aid kit in the kitchenette smells funny.
The largest sterile gauze pad in the first-aid kit in the kitchenette is just about the right size for the burn on my left forearm.
Running a 5k after only two weeks of physical therapy requires me to make an increase in the quantity of ice packs we own.
Watching Doctor Who lends me a weak British accent at random points throughout the day.
I have two lunch meetings tomorrow. I’m going to eat at the first one (with a friend), and perhaps snack at the one featuring my new boss.
Mandrina shaved four minutes off her 5k time in her first race on Saturday. I added four minutes to the time from my last race. The universe likes balance.
The single-serve “iCup” vending machine in the kitchenette provided a hot-cocoa tease today. It cycled, and then… nothing. I used the other iCup machine, and got my cup of coffee.
I have a lot of work to do this week.
I have now almost set up a photogallery so I can upload any of the oodles of pictures I’ve taken over the last five years.