Boy, has this convoginator been busy. I work hard for the money from whenever to whenever for the minor pittance that the state of Oklahoma can provide it's most trusted and skilled employees. It never ceases to amaze me that throughout all of this, I can still find time to do some cool stuff. That's right, I get to become hypoxic this Thursday. My human factors class is going to an altitude chamber and we all get to see what it's like when convoginated goodness comes out of our noses at 25,000 feet. I hear that during the rapid decompression, if the milk is not stored properly, it will bust and fill the air with its rich texture and flavor. Oh, I can't wait! Maybe they'll let me take a swig of Rebel Yell and a puff off of my Lucky Strike before I head in!
Jeff C. (a.k.a. Squeezle the Super Squirrel)
