Crap Job

I can think of no worse job on earth than the guy who stands on the corner with a sign around his neck advertising a "going out of business sale". Lately there seem to be more and more of them. Yesterday I passed a guy in a gorilla costume who was wearing a Statue of Liberty outfit. He was waving feverishly as we passed by. Another freak was wearing her sign and dancing all over the sidewalk as she listened to her headphones. I just have to wonder how much they get paid for that. It makes my legs hurt just watching them. And BORING. Can their possibly be any job more boring or counterproductive that that? Talk about "job satisfaction", it has to be at an all-time low!

My brilliant son helped me clean up my camera card yesterday. There was so much on it that I didn't even know what I had. We came across these pictures of an ice storm last fall and I still love them. I ran outside to snap some photos before the ice melted. I sat myself down on one of those lawn chairs to snap a few. Man, it got cold--and fast. I then discovered that my "backside" was frozen to the chair I was sitting in. You know . . . like Flick in "A Christmas Story". I just wanted to share the photos.