Never Enough

One day a wise man told me something I will never forget. He said you will never please a woman, she will never be satisfied with what she has. Of course, he was saying this because of my incedibly small unit. But I took deeper meaning from his statement. Crazy doctor, what does he know.

Anyways, yesterday was strawberry picking day. I took off Monday to assist with strawberry picking day but it was rained out. So I missed it. And what a financial mistake that was. So my thousands of children go out with their mother and pick strawberries. They are dropping a berry or two in their buckets and the wife steps away for supposedly only a couple minutes. When she returns, they have amassed a pile of strawberries that would impress a mountain climber. Think a pitcher's mound full of berries. Think a car full of berries. Think $2.00 a pound. Think how frigging long was she gone from the berry patch. So they managed to pick 35 pounds of strawberries. I know not all of you are DBAs, so I will calculate the damage for you. $70 worth of friggin berries.

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On a lighter note, there has been rumors spreading rampantly around the ole watercooler about two particular dudes in the office that might, um, be, um, flaming homos. Don't worry it is not a rumor, Sandwich Artist and Steeler Fan are engaged. Contrats to them and their future together. New rumor is that Schweetness will be the best man. Check back for updates.