Well the Blizzard of '10 is officially under way and the commute into work was not the chaotic mess we anticipated. A few minutes behind schedule, a little bit of wind in the face, but overall it was no different then any other winter commute I've exprerienced. The trek home, however, guarantees to be frought with peril.
So, hear I sit in my flourescent, cubicled, caffeinated, daze and complete my daily tasks. This is my job. I could go into detail about the ins and outs of my daily assignments, and routine. I could bore you with these details, but really what's the point. This blog isn't about the work. the work isn't incredibly entertaining. What makes my day different than the hundreds of thousands of other Marvin K. Mooney's, and Mary B. Gladley's is perspective and personal observations. Right? man, I hope so...