Starting a blog with not title.  There's a concept.  Okay so it's 13 days since the last entry.  What has happened?  For 1 it has been a continual 2 man crew where I work, that makes me 50% of the workforce.  Overtime is good.  Been feeling well.
     Last weekend was interesting I guess.  My company started up a company Christmas party for the workers.  Thing for the kiddies you know.  We used to hire a company, they did a great job, but budget cutbacks.  So for the last couple years we've done nothing.  This year apparently, we did it.  Meaning the workers.  Got together, people volunteering.  Well in my case I got paid.  It was a nice thing for a Saturday in December.
     My manager mentioned it a week in advance and would I like to work that Saturday.  Well duh...of course I said yes.  We were supposed to be there about 10ish, the job I mean.  Told the inmates what I was doing, left and did banking.  Including taking out $200 for them to borrow for Christmas shopping.  Have I mentioned that for the month of December they only managed to put in $400 out of the $1200 for the house?  They really think I'm going to be able to manage this?  Okay this isn't about them or money.
     Anyway I knew it would be a long day.  So I decided to treat myself to a glorious breakfast at one of my very favorite spots.  It is a little pricey.  It had literally started across the street from where it was.  In a little trailer.  Quirky place, farm themed, good food and coffee was superb.  It was an institution.  The land it was on got sold, they put up a CVS and condos.  The builder moved them across the street and built them a big place.  It is always crowded and good food, and expensive.
     One of my favorite staples there is the croissant french toast.  1 croissant; cream cheese; heated on stove top; and usually some assortment of fruit.  Trust me delicious.  However when I walked in I spied with my little eye a southern delicacy.  Something that would indeed stick to the ribs.  Sausage and gravy over biscuits.  If you are thinking little sausage links and brown gravy, well just go look it up.  I'm not explaining it.  It would just make me hungry and I just ate.  That with coffee and free refills and tip ran about $15.  Yes a pricey breakfast, but just what the doctor ordered.
     I sat at the counter, talked, listened to people on line, watched the line cooks.  Was so nice.  I did mention the coffee right?  Just checking.  Oh and the breakfast came with potatoes.  Oh I managed the plate, even asked for a pistachio muffin for later.  I realized at the end I wouldn't need it so since it wasn't unwrapped they took it off my bill.
     Got to work a bit after 10, of course my manager didn't show up yet.  Walked in, saw lots of volunteers.  Pitched in here and there and was told by the main liaison, wonderful girl named Kristina to check with the photographer.  Some dude from the IT department.
     Cold reception, he'd set it up with the manager already and was concerned if he was coming in.  So off I went to my desk.  Screened phone message from manager, he'd be there by 11.  Told me to warm up copiers.  Basically it would work like this.  Photographer took pictures; I received the memory card and printed them up, manager cut them.  Not rocket science.
     Was a good fun day, there were about 500 people in all in the building, families and stuff.  Manager had said that he thought they'd be ordering pizza, but I told him I was good.  Good stick to your ribs breakfast.  Trust me I didn't even eat dinner that night.  Though I did manage a slice of cheese cake.
     The last week was hectic, mentioned that already.  Nothing much to this weekend.  Okay I'm done right now.