Hard to believe that we are at the Summer Solstice already. A little walking, almost no work, went to the monthly Asylum Management meeting. Any meeting that starts with a guy saying – I have a Powerpoint presentation for you today – and then he reads to slides to us – you know that is a waste of time.
The fun part is Q&A. Sort of like a budget version of the fine British institution: Prime Minister’s Question Time.
Most snarky question: Are we supposed to have hot water all day or only at certain times?
Most spoiled brat question: Why should be expected to stick our arm out of our car to gain access to the parking garage?
I plan to devote some serious time to this:
What is that woman thinking? She should be channeling Florence Harding, not Marie Antoinette.
I hope she is telling us that she doesn’t care what the Orange Lord thinks. And that she really does care about small kids in big cages.
Meanwhile:
I think school must finally be out in Arlington County.