I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 181 - Pride & Pugilism

Daily Kup (Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings -- Jane Austen)
It's hard to beat a Friday. The two intrepid boy cubs are on their way to a Scout weekend. Mr. T is hoping that they will be late enough so that all the campsites are claimed and they will be forced to sleep inside the lodge. Attila the Son prefers outdoor camping because there are no outhouses in the campgrounds and he gets on a first name basis with the neighboring trees.

Princess Potatohead and I are left to our own devices. We are planning big trouble tomorrow.

Putting a little English on it ...
I watched Pride & Prejudice this afternoon while attending to various and sundry duties. The trouble with spending an afternoon with Jane Austen is that, at the conclusion of two hours, one emerges undeniably British and then proceeds to use such phrases as "attending to various and sundry duties."

While Jane Austen's writing has never been truly out of date, here's a modern treatment that will knock you out:

I hear that Judi Dench has a vicious right cross.

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