raybear | senor crankypants, day two

I had a nice rant session this morning involving plots to go down to Marion, Illinois to slap the gum out of the mouth of an attorney's assistant. Damn, were they an ass. But somehow CoWorkerFriend managed to get the correct fax number out of them. I knew she'd be better at that then I would -- I'm too prone to sighing and sounding perturbed, where she can cajole answers out of folks without any sort of prostrating.

But other than that I'm enjoying a day in my new shoes. As I joked last weekend, I'm rocking the fours, aka my Payless Adidas plus one stripe shoes. But these are actually newed versions -- thicker cross-training soles with BLUE stripes, instead of black ones. Now I'm ready for summer.

So I was inspired by

dannyboi's lead and did a Google image search on raybear. It didn't produce happy results. I mean, I don't exactly go around insisting meat is murder, but this makes me sad. Bird hunting and deer hunting, sure fine whatever, but not this!

I will poor some liquor out for my brethren bear.

P.S. The bosses are both out of the office, which means less work and more online time. I deserved this break today. Especially after this w