Norfolk. Bowling it up with Mary Jane Watson. And. Mini free-way. Wank rubix cubes. Bizzarro Krispee Kreeme. C-Hox lost. Eye toy kinetic. Feb 14. The search continues.

It's called the coffee roll. I'm not yet sure how the dance will be done, but I know that's what it will be called. Now do the coffee roll.

This post superis entirely unrelated to anything which may be supergoing on today. This post title superis about yesterday when Alex superwas back in town and we went superbowling at a superbowling alley. I actually don't superknow what else to supertalk about, but I just superfelt like I superwas so clever in supercoming up with that post title that I just superhad to use the name. So yeah, we superwent superbowling. It was superfun, but I superlost. Alex supergot a small rubix cube from one of those machines where you superput money in and superturn the thing and superget a little plastic bubble. Then he superbroke it by supersolving it too fast. And now I superthink this joke is supergoing on a little too long.

Go Seahawks. I hope they win. Otherwise. I will have to delete this post. You kinda want the bus to win... But. I dunno.

Superman Should Be Audited.

First thing is first. Happy Groundhog's Day. Punxsutawney Phil you crazy weatherman you. I remember when I first heard about that guy. It was in kindergarden. Except. I pictured a different animal than the one they showed on television. Also. I thought he was the only one. Like. The last of his race. I learned a lot in kindergarden. Except. For how to spell it. But. What I remember most is the manners they taught. No one wants to be a Mr. Bungle. I still use those lessons in life now. I say please. And. Thank you. I wait for people to have food before I eat. And. I learned how to tie my shoes. In fact. I still tie them the same way. Kindergarden is citizen training. And. Some people need to go back. And. Get reprogrammed.

Second thing is second.
Sometimes. At work. I wish I had a secondary position. That would be the. Hi-Five manager. I would approve any. And. All Hi-Fives. Like. No one can receive one unless I issue one. And. If someone were to receive more than five
hi-fives would require two signatures. One from me. And. The vice-hi-five manager. I don't know who the vhf would be. Also. I could put a stop payment on a hi-five. And. Issue a replacement hi-five. But. I wouldn't do direct deposit hi-five. To bad hi-five manager isn't real. Yet.

Superman should be audited.

Lastly.
Dave says I keep talking about super heroes. And. It's probably true. In fact. It should just go ahead. And. Be it's own category. Today. I was discussing whether. Superman really worked forty hours a week. Completely accepting the fact that he came from another planet is one thing. But. Seriously. How can he be a full time employee at one of the largest metropolitan areas. An area so large it's called Metropolis. And. Give his job less than 100%? I mean I work 40 hours. And. That is pretty draining. Granted he probably has more stamina than I do. But. He's usually not at his desk. And. Even if you accounted for his super speed. And. Maybe he thinks about his stories while he's supposed to be saving someone. That still doesn't explain what happens if he gets an evaluation at work. Besides. His constant absenteeism would probably get some attention. And. Then. He'd get written up. Like. Mr. Kent it has come to the attention of the upper management. That you are constantly late. You take many breaks. You take even longer on lunch. And. You leave early all the time. Also. Then. If they wanted to follow up on that. He'd probably get shadowed. Or. Even if they let that slide. Eventually. There would be the routine performance evaluation. Don't tell me he's going to not save someone. And. Manage to get rid of a supervisor. And. Even if he did do his selective saving of double L. She's always getting into trouble. Then. I wondered why he never played professional sports. Or. At least at the collegiate level. Then. I wondered. Does Superman even have a degree? Again. How did he land that job? And. Even after all that work logistics. In his down time. What's he got going?
He doesn't go out and get trashed on Friday night does he? And. If he's out saving people. Does he accept gratuities? And. If yes. Does he report that money to the IRS? Because. Even Superman has bills. It's part of being a part of the soceity. And. A capitalist economy. Then. My office mate said. Superman should be audited. It's probably true though. He could probably survive off that job. But. If he did get audited. And. They found out he cheated on his taxes. They'd write about it in the newspapers. The headlines would say. Superman cheats on taxes. But. It woudln't matter. You couldn't arrest him. And. Even if you did arrest him. And. He went peacefully. It'd be the honor system with him. What are you gonna do lock him? Also. No point in posting bail. He can go wherever he wants. Superman should be audited.