Still can't get logged on to work.
Good thing I've got a thousand page book to put me to sleep. The Year's Best Science Fiction. Good tunes in the iPod. Including some thunderstorm sounding stuff. Which I love. *thanks belleaire!*
Stopped raining here again. From the look of the radar we might get some more. But nothing I couldn't have dealt with from the office.
Oh well. Time for another bad joke!
A blonde gets home early from shopping and hears
strange noises coming from the bedroom.
She rushes upstairs to find her husband naked on the bed,
sweating and panting.
'What's up?' she asks.
'I'm having a heart attack,' cries the husband.
The blonde rushes downstairs to grab the phone, but
just as she's dialing, her four-year-old son comes up and says,
'Mommy! Mommy! Aunt Shirley is hiding in your closet, and she's got
no clothes on!'
The blonde slams the phone down and storms upstairs
into the bedroom, right past her husband, and rips open the closet
door. Sure enough, there is her sister, totally naked and cowering
on the closet floor.
'You rotten 'Bitch', she screams.
'My husband's having a heart attack, and
you're running around naked scaring the kids!!'