Monday, January 26, 2009

I'm Breathing Better

So, I made some inquiries about my job's new policy, and, without disclosing too much information, I've been able to determine that I'm pretty safe.

However, I will have to be even more vigilante in the future about not revealing too much about my work or identity. I've conversed with some of y'all using my real info and everything, so I just wanted to give you a heads up that I'll have to stop by your homes in the next few days and kill you.

Sike.

Nah, but seriously, I feel confident that what I'm doing isn't violating company policy. If I learn something different in the future, I re-evaluate the situation. For now, the blog will continue as it currently operates. Political matters are still fair game.

Speaking of political matters, on Tuesday I'm going to have a quasi-political post that discusses something my father and I found very interesting about the letter the Bush girls left for Malia and Sasha. He pointed it out to me initially, and it's been bothering me ever since.

Anyway, thank all of you for your input and I feel blessed that so many of you would read what I had to say, even if it wasn't political. Y'all made me cry inside. Only on the inside though, I'm too hardcore to shed real tears.

Lol.


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5 comments:

Deacon Blue said...

Can I buy you a cup of coffee or lunch or something before you kill me? I mean, it's a long trip from where you are to where I am, and I figure it's the least I can do if you're gonna visit.

Even if it is to snap my neck in Steven Seagal fashion.

Anonymous said...

Glad to hear it, I've just started reading you and love your pov, and that you have a new essay everyday. Of course now I know why your writing is always so good since it is your profession. Bummer you have to be careful, but as you said, babies gotta eat!
Peace,
Lisa J

WNG said...

Really, Big Man?! You're gonna do this to me? You're gonna' make me read the damn letter so that I can figure out what your Pops pointed out to you before I read your post tomorrow.

Really? Don't you know how I am? And this is right after I posted a super sweet Girl Scout blog!

You, my friend, are a bad influence. But I guess I'm glad you'll be around anyway. OK, I'm off to read the damn letter just so that I can shout 'I knew it!' tomorrow because I have no self control and a strange, utterly useless, competitive streak...

That Girl said...

cool that you can still hold it down. Looking forward to your letter to the Obama daughters insight. I got all fluffed up and rubbed the wrong way on some parts and want to know if it is just me being oversensitive.

Lolo said...

Bring it, Big Man. I'm ready and waiting with my ninja shoe fu and I can take an eye out with my stiletto at fifty paces.

Raving Black Lunatic