Sounds like my kind of podcast.

True to form, one catastrophe that really wasn't as soon as I walked in the door. Now that is taken care of, I straighten my office up between calls.

On Mondays, the failure of X, the damage done to Y and Z's panic are all turned to 11.

Should have been at the office an hour ago. I just called and said I'd be there when I got there.

I'd just stay home today but Mondays always feature "X did Y and Z doesn't know what to do" scenarios.

Looks like something you'd plop a kid in, fill with quarters then get your shopping done.

A far cry from when the guy spun the prop, dodged out of the way and you hopefully took off before the tree line

Switch from Judas Priest to Ambient Soa music…now.

Switching gears with a grind

Congratulations

We have a three bedroom house. But I seldom ever venture outside of the one I converted into a home office.

I've not. You can count the times I have left this house on a weekend this year for non-work reasons on one hand.