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Monday, November 29, 2004
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Professional Convogination

I'm really quite dissapointed with the lot of you. It seems that Jeff C. and I are the only ones holding this whole thing together at the moment, as is the case very often. And don't even try to tell me you all don't have time to enlighten us, because I know all about that sort of thing. However, I have not forgotten my roots. It is the simple act of convoginating that has gotten me where I am today...which at the moment is in a tall brick building, but that's beside the point. Let us not forget our purpose in life...

The Convoginators Thanksgiving Extravagnza was a huge success, aside from the fact that not quite everyone was in attendance. We didn't even get thrown out. Jeff C. and eRIc must have been on their very best behaviour, otherwise things would've gotten ugly and no convoginating would have commenced. I must say that even though my meal only cost two fifty, I ate a great deal. You've got your traditional chip 'n' salsa of course, but then there was the queso paid for by our own convogi-store. Water is still free, thank goodness, and all I needed was beans and a taco so as not to look like a mooch. This of course just led right into Thanksgiving itself and a nice meal provided by the family of one of our very own. One can only imagine the wackiness that took place with two pilots, some old folks, a strange cat, and that purple "salad" made with Coca-Cola.

Friday was the annual Seashell's Family Tree Raisin', which came much earlier this year due to my "relocation." Our selection for Christmas 2004 is not quite as fat as last year's (fat joke!), but it looks quite nice, what with the odd assortment of ornaments. It hold everything from a small version of a young Seashell in a marching band uniform to something that looks like it should appear in some British home come tea-time. Speaking of tea...I'd say it's about time for wassil. Maybe we should have some wassil at the Christmas turkey roast or what have you. I've got a good recipe for some variation of apple cider, but that will come later.

I've convoginated more than my fair share this weekend due to a little Swiss Miss and coffee, and I think I will engage in some more convoginating whilst I work...

seashell


 
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