The "Carol-Ann"/Duck Captioning

I read G's comment to Aflac (which had absolutely nothing to do with ducks) and thought I would contest her statement to Bobby G's sandwiches.

I will state that if I had a time machine, I would go back in time 7 years to the ODU wine shop and order "The Carol-Ann". This sandwich taught me that yes bread is important, there are other meats besides turkey, and sandwich can be topped with sauces not just mayo.

After about 4 visits of following G and just saying - "I'll have what she just said."
I went in alone by myself and just looked puzzled at the selections (as I never actually paid attention to what went on G's sandwiches). After letting me try and guess, the guy just said -- "you want what your friend gets right?" and then "What's her name?". Hence the Carol Anne was born.

Interestingly enough my duck picture which I showed off at Happy Hour seemed to bring up other intriguing topics. Do ducks like milk? Do ducks have a tongue? Will ducks slurp at milk in a bowl? What are the ducks names? What are their feelings on smoking?

So readers I offer another challenge - caption those ducks!

Aflac!

Last week during the heat wave, this duck (and accomplice in background) tried to get into our building through the rotating doors. Most of us speculate that the animal was suffering from heat dementia as most of our building's inhabitants spend their days trying to get out, not get in.

On a cute side note, Mary from PR set out a bowl of milk and crackers on the back stoop where the smokers hang.

Me and other coworkers speculate they are here as vendors trying to sell insurance.

Hench ate a pickle once

I was once again cruising the popular stuff on delicious and came across this site, which is basically a portal to run filters on your pictures. Yes, I can totally do this stuff in Photoshop without the help of a website, but as I was trying it out, I chose this photo of Hench from our January summit (the NYC leg) and I just like it. It looks like she should live in that Waking Life movie.

Pretty Words

Found this website wandering around delicious the other day. The first thing that came to mind to plug in was Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe, as I knew there were lots of repeating words to make for good word cloudiness.

We had to read this poem in tenth grade I think, and I always liked to read it out loud, as it could be kind of a tongue twister, and well, I'm just kind of nerdy like that.

The takeover, the breaks over...

It’s been a little over two months since my last blog - as G pointed out last night, “I’ve wrote say, the last NINE entries.” Long story short, my place of employment was purchased by behemoth in the brokerage industry and has left me and several of my colleagues left wondering where, if, and how to fit in. With the new found heat coming down on me, my creative writing time had the kibosh put on it with the quickness. I probably should have made an announcement of blog hiatus or seasonal blog leave but like most storms (career or creative) usually if you lie still and be a little patient it will blow over.

I was told to “embrace the change”. I embraced as people quit, as they let go, as they left. I embraced as the work coming through my office resembled graphics less and less and paperwork more and more. I embraced as my hours turned from 8-5 to 8-8. I embraced my lunches disappearing.

Now, six “where are you??” text messages later --I’m HERE. Hope I haven’t been gone too long.