Cobra Bites
Somehow, my old job dropped us from their group health plan three months ago, and we are now just finding out. WTF. We have been making our rather high payments to the Cobra company people, who are more than happy to take our money for nothing.
Actually, I share this 'taking money' trait with them, too.

Unfortunately, when you have Cobra for your health insurance, they don't issue you a blue uniform or helmet, and there is no mention of battling for world supremacy with the GI Joe guys or yelling, "Cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

But, after listening to all the news about health insurance and people having such a hard time keeping it, and how they want to re-do the system, we may be on the border of a health insurance crisis ourselves. Maybe we should all move up to Canada. It seems pretty.
I don't even want to start discussing health insurance now, though.


Mom and the interwebber
The Onion had a great column about getting your parents set up with a computer and the whole internet thing.
Last time she called, she said she couldn't get her e-mail working and that there must be something wrong with her firewall. I tried to explain that she didn't have a firewall, so she said her Java must be broken
read it all here...




The Two Noses Retro Show
Ben and Raquel of Two Noses fame put on a great retrospective show Monday night. Fun for the whole family - if your family is a bunch of smart ass white kids. Their cockroach segment was awesom-a fun, and the Avenue Q people were cool, too.
OK, it was all cool.
Yea.



Pony NYC Party Time
Pony is visiting our little towne for the weekend, which we hope will be filled with great times and the good taste of beer. Keep an eye out for the robot crew and their mischievous ways.


The dreaded 'Temp' word
I am thinking this work thing I am doing may end soon. They seem to be running out of 'work' real fast, which is always a good barometer of upcoming out-of-work-ness. It should be fine, though. I'd rather stay home in my undies anyway.
And that means better and bigger Robot Journals for you the viewing public.


Eric's Face hits Desk
If you climb under Eric's desk, and find his headphone cord, and then give it a quick tug, it may make his head smack the desk. He's go those wrap around headphones, so it works pretty well. Try it yourself.




I have nothing else to say. I am working and it saps my energy because the keyboard and computer I use bite so hard. I had lots of pictures to share with you, but haven't had a chance to sit down and make them web friendly. Damn jobs and damn heat are killing me.
Love to love you.






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