My coworkers do cool stuff. Like make movies and have film screenings in fancy theaters. That picture doesn't show it, but they pretty much filled the entire place and showed a really good film. This lame blog is pretty much all I have to show for myself.
After the after party, I was reminded that there is a direct, inverse relationship between my sobriety and my level of excitement regarding fast food drive-thrus. Can you say "McDonald's Manager Mustache Man" three times fast? I really shouldn't make fun of him though, because he gave us this wonderful holiday confection. Thank you, McDonald's Manager Mustache Man for your seasonal gift of deep fried joy.
