My Thought Process

Islands in the stream. That is what we are. No one in-between, how could we be wrong? Sail away with me. To another world and we rely on each other, uh-huh.....Makin' love with each other......uh-huh....

That song is TOTALLY stuck in my head!

Today is Secretary's Day, or for you women's lib ladies, Administrative Assistants Day or for you hell fire women's rights ladies, Administrative Professionals Day. Whatever you call it, I hope you had a good one if you work in an office.

For years, I have in a roundabout way reminded my Boss of the day and a week or so later, the office would cater lunch in. Always delicious too, of course! This year bossman had it all planned out like two weeks in advance. All on his own! We were all treated to lunch at On the Border and since I feel like total ass, I didn't drink. Dammit. I've NEVER turned down free liquor. Oh well, it was nice anyhow.

Like I said before, I feel like total ass. Like shouldn't be at work total ass. I'm at work though and I'm pretty slow movin' especially after such an awesome lunch. For a minute I sat at my desk and stared at my pile of work and thought "Gawd....I got a whole lot to do and a short time to do it in."

So I decide to go hang out in the bathroom for a bit.

This is where my thought process kicks in. From "I got a whole lot to do and a short time to do it in", I go to singin' " We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there. I'm east bound just watch ol' Bandit run." Then I start thinkin' poor Jerry Reed. How old was he when he died? Man that sucks.

From there I start thinking about what I crush I used to have on Burt Reynolds back in the day. Damn that man was FINE. A little hairy for my tastes, but back then I didn't know how gross all that body hair was.

Then ol' Burt went and did this to himself.....

Dang Burt, why'd you go and do all that to yourself? You look all plasticy and I totally gag when I see you now.

After spending a brief moment of silence for the death of hot Burt Reynolds, I progressed to Kenny Rogers. Now that's one man I had a major crush on when I was a kid. I mean MAJOR. You ever see the movie Six Pack? Yeah well, you totally should if you haven't. He does sit ups in that movie.

Skip forward to the 2000's and that man's done gone all Burt Reynolds on me, too. I look at him and feel embarrassed for him. I wonder how much he paid to have his face mutilated like that. Totally gnarly lookin' he is now.

Just look at him!

Again, while sitting on the toilet at work, I mourned the death of the hot Kenny Rogers with a brief moment of silence then I started singing for him.

Islands in the stream. That is what we are. No one in between, how could we be wrong? Sail away with me. To another world and we rely on each other, uh-huh.....Makin' love with each other......uh-huh....