The writing on the Big Blue Mess really began as correspondence between my friends and family. In fact, when you read an entry, it’s very close to the kind of e-mail or letter you’d receive from me if we wrote back and forth. Sure, they’re expanded upon, dolled up, and loosely spit shined to better…

Back in the day, when you walked uphill in the snow barefoot both ways… when children labored in sweatshops and (no, wait…) errr… people still used leeches to cure the sniffles – umm err well, you know, back in the OLD days – a person could identify crazy. It was easy then, there was the…

From a great friend of mine – shot of a delightful former co-worker’s sign declaring the entire crisper off limits. Note: There’s only one community fridge to serve about 60+ full-time staff and I’d only touch her food on a dare and if shots were involved.

The thing I love about the workplace, and this applies to any workplace, not one in particular, is there is always someone hellbent on making a sign or three to ensure you’re sitting up straight, not talking with your mouth full and keeping your hands to yourself. First – There always seems to be the…

Well, now that Anna’s gone and patched up the site (and demanded presents), I can’t use the virus/trojan/worm thing as my excuse – well, I could… but that would be a little like cheating… and some of you might suspect. That leaves me with sifting through the mess that is me and trying to extract…

Monday I was in a snit, which really isn’t all that remarkable. I live in a snit. While you were voted “Most Likely to Succeed” “Most Likely to be a Politician” (bless your heart), I was voted “Most Likely to be Offended”. In fact, I can work my face into a small little knot in…

Well, the Big Blue Mess has a virus. So, if your virus scanner is not NAV, then you’re likely not reading this message. Well, McAfee will let you ignore it, but AVG is an angry little antivirus scanner, and you guys can’t get past the splash page so you’re not even close to being able…

Ok… we’re starting fresh by trying out a free Guestbook service. All of the old messages are gone (as far as you can see), but if you still have a hankering for signing the Guestbook, there’s that’s up and running now. Knock yourself out.

more cat pictures from ICanHasCheezburger

You know it’s too early to be thinking when the sole thought in your head is “don’t forget to put on your shoes before you go to work.” At least, that’s what I’ve been repeating the last few minutes. Right, gotta remember to put on those shoes.