tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11201829.post112675653438636638..comments2023-09-03T01:05:21.092-07:00Comments on It's like you're dancing: RecycleZooooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06354464002786903244noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11201829.post-1126839765051037762005-09-15T20:02:00.000-07:002005-09-15T20:02:00.000-07:00My managing otter friend, thanks!Maybe you are fal...My managing otter friend, thanks!<BR/><BR/>Maybe you are falling for my hypnotic jibber jabber? I doubt it though.ZooooMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06354464002786903244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11201829.post-1126813414505740152005-09-15T12:43:00.000-07:002005-09-15T12:43:00.000-07:00Bleahhhh... Time is for SLAVES... I yearn to be fr...Bleahhhh... Time is for SLAVES... I yearn to be free of the shackles of modern living...Go back to a time of seasons and years not seconds an minutes...<BR/><BR/>Errr... well maybe not. Where did that come from.<BR/><BR/>Not a bad story though.<BR/><BR/>OtterThe Managementhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18328443904040068312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11201829.post-1126795548936437712005-09-15T07:45:00.000-07:002005-09-15T07:45:00.000-07:00It's funny you say that Al, because one of my olde...It's funny you say that Al, because one of my older brothers was out partying one weekend (er...we were still high school age, so the parents found this to be far more disturbing than funny at the time) and slept through Sunday, until about 6:30 p.m. <BR/><BR/>When he woke up he immediately thought he had slept through until 6:30 am on Monday, so he ran through the house like he was on fire trying to get ready for school. When he found us in our various Sunday night activities, the realization began to creep over him. <BR/><BR/>It's one of those repeat every Christmas stories.ZooooMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06354464002786903244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11201829.post-1126781933288121572005-09-15T03:58:00.000-07:002005-09-15T03:58:00.000-07:00Wierdest feeling in the world - get home, take a n...Wierdest feeling in the world - get home, take a nap (this is usually preceded by a few adult beverages before getting home). You wake up from the nap, it's a little dark out, no sounds, you look at the alarm clock and it says 6:30 - so now you're trying to figure out if you've only been asleep for like a half hour or did you lose half a day?Alhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08460854473486430626noreply@blogger.com