Holy smokes. Its been two months and too many amusements have passed that warranted posting. I've been moving at a quick pace since I started my 9 millionth new job in the past three years.

But just now, I sat at my desk, quietly typing away in my 30-something "senior" status here, I was jerked back to blog-dom. This, just 1 minute old, an exchange that took place in front of a group of workers around a table:

She: "Oh my god, so last night I had this dream about you, Tom."
He's interested.
She: [Piping up loud, sure, and clear as a bell] "You asked me to dance and I wasn't wearing any underwear."
[Slight pause ensued, while he, who looks exactly like the guy from the Blue Lagoon, smiled broadly, as did all the other males standing by.]

I mean, wow. Overt? Within .006 seconds we were all there, sharing a moment with this woman in her un-undie-ness grinding away with Blue Lagoon boy.

Is my memory selective? Was I saying those sorts of things ten years ago? I dont want to know the answer.