I was telling someone today about the gifted program, and I said "I was in the gifted program in high school." Wow. That was weird. That part of my life is over.

Also, a certain person at work was complaining that he had to work on Carabana day, and Terry snapped. He told him that if he wanted to dance around in a bird costume, he needed to "get the hell out of my store right now, you primate." And on and on. That was cool. It's especially funny because the guy couldn't really say or do anything about it, because he was completely cowed by Terry's assault, so he just smiled nervously and muttered.

Carabana really does suck. What's the headcount on that event now? I'll take "Picnic Day" anytime.

I think I had something else to write, but, maybe later.