The Oppression of Pension

How badly do I need benefits, a pension, vacation and a regular paycheck, REALLY? I hate my office job with a violent, fiery passion. Like a bobcat trapped in a rusty iron legtrap, I want to gnaw at my own brain to release myself from this cubicled hell. Tepid trivialities! Inconsequential initiatives! Monotonous minutiae! Petty […]

Pirates of the? Pirates of the? Pirates of the…

Today, work is even less fun than usual. So I’m focusing on my mental happy place: there are only 18 days until I head off to the family estate in the Bahamas. That’s where I go to be a Pirate! Okay, now Melly hates me FOR SURE. But I still love *her*!