The Dirt Field

I left the house earlier than usual this morning, in hopes of catching more than my normal share of rush hour traffic and still arriving to work at the same time. As predicted, my plan worked perfectly - I left the home thirty minutes early and arrived at my desk only four minutes ahead of schedule. Success!Because my drive took substantially longer than usual, my stomach started rumbling prematurely out of lust for the box of cereal that was tucked into my laptop bag. I generally wait until I'm at my desk to have breakfast, but today I succumbed by the time I hit the off-ramp from 495. This particular cereal was a new, exciting variety that I'd never tried before (Rice Krispies with Strawberries) and I ripped open the box and dug in.It took only a moment to realize that eating Rice Krispies with your hands while driving isn't ...continue reading.

We are a small company. There are fewer than ten of us in the office, which means that the addition of my presence last month should have been somewhat noticeable. I see you at least every other day, we've sat in a luncheon together, and been introduced twice. I think you should know who I am.But for some reason, you don't. When you see me around work, you get a blank look on your face, as if I'm perhaps just stopping by to sell something. I get the impression that if we were alone together in the office at night, you'd call security because you thought I was an unauthorized intruder.As a result, I have been drinking the cans of Diet Mountain Dew that you keep in the office refrigerator. I generally prefer my Diet Mountain Dew in bottles because I think it tastes better, but the added sweetness of ...continue reading.