greetings, guys & dolls!

watching saving grace and on the show this guy ham picked up this woman loretta in the office setting which is a police room, threw her over his shoulder, and spun her around. clearly being a policeperson is acrobatic by nature. working in my office does not involve acrobatics.

so there is a guy named ham and the person named loretta is a... woman? a gal? a girl? a lady? the equal of guy would be gal, right? guys & gals. guys & dolls. this doll named retta. doll is definitely an underused referrant. i shall endeavor to up its usage factor.

okay, so here's what's been occupying my free time these past couple days. i am currently on crutches with dr's orders for no weight bearing activity on my left foot. yesterday morning i crutched over to the van and asked jerky mcjerkelheimer if he could drop me off & pick me up closer to my building than the 1/4 mile he usually does. he said, «no.» i said, «why not.» he said, «because i said so.» he said, «i will drop you off at the door this morning, but i shouldn't even be doing that. you can get a ride to the regular pickup place.» i said, «no, i cannot get a ride up there.» he said, «that's a bledsoe boot. i ran a marathon in one of those.»

firstly, «because i said so» is a stupid answer. secondly, what does «shouldn't even be doing that» mean? shouldn't? why not... afraid of breaking the crutchers-must-walk-1/4-mile rule in the jerky drivers handbook? lastly, nobody runs a marathon in a walking boot and as speedy said, jerky doesn't run anything but his mouth.

so it's pretty much all over but the crying at this point. i'm investigating my options and would like to introduce my new compadre - carpooling coworker. i'll call her cc and we'll see if she generates another name for herself.