In homage to the recently departed Johnny Carson, I bring you:
The Answer: ‘Eight more inches and treatment for exhaustion.‘
(And now it’s your choice: what do you want the answer to be?:)
And yes, I know the last one’s not terribly exciting, but it’s the only one I personally know is true. Oh, my aching shovelling muscles.
I’ll stop back later for more fun — for now, my office shut down this afternoon, so now I’ve got to decide whether to spend the hour it’ll take to get home, or stay here and get something accomplished for once, now that all the meetings have been cancelled.
You’d think that would be an easy choice, but as long as I stay here, the only thing I have to shovel is hot soup into my piehole, so really, I’m on the fence right now. See you soon.Permalink | 2 Comments