Tag: potluck

Guac-blocked by the Supreme Dictator.

Thank god it’s May 5. Not because I love Cinco de Mayo or anything (though I appreciate a taco or margarita as much as the next fella). I’m just glad I don’t have to deal with all that “May the Fourth be With You” Star Wars-themed nonsense anymore. Apparently, May 4 has been associated with … Continue reading Guac-blocked by the Supreme Dictator.

When Potlucks Go Awry

It’s been an interesting week at CenturyCo, capped off with a visit by the fire department this morning. This is what happens when potlucks go awry. Could've been worse, though: at least our building didn’t burn down. The close call merely resulted in a smoke-filled office, blaring fire alarms, and a forced evacuation. You know, … Continue reading When Potlucks Go Awry

I Know What an Onion Looks Like

Today we had a potluck at work and I signed up to make a turkey pumpkin chili. You know what I hate about recipes on the internet? You have to scroll for hours through a bunch of unnecessary gibberish before you get to the actual recipe. I don’t need a backstory about your dish and … Continue reading I Know What an Onion Looks Like

Yabba Dabba Dammit

I can sum up Halloween this year in one word: wet. That much, we were expecting. Forecasters were telling us we were in for a good soaking three to four days in advance. What we were not expecting was the cancellation of our Tour of Untimely Departures at Lone Fir Cemetery, an event we'd purchased tickets … Continue reading Yabba Dabba Dammit

All You Need is Love. And Rum.

Our office smells like a frat house on Sunday morning.  Actual email from the president of our company, sent after everybody had left last night. The funny thing is, I don't think he was complaining about it. More like boasting, if anything. The guys that run the company are forever demonstrating what a fun and … Continue reading All You Need is Love. And Rum.