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SALMON DAY: The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die in the end.

Posted in Crazy Wisdom on Friday, June 14, 2002 at 10:42 am by flerly.

Thanks, for the inspiration for the day. Everyday here seems to be another Salmon Day… and that’s…”s-a-l-m-o-n instead of s-a-m-m-o-n” because JasonC thinks its “cute” when girls pronounce it wrong, or so he tells me.

Looks like I’m going to cheese and margaritas with “the girls” tonight, and perhaps if I can muster the will to live, on to Alanis in the park. The tiniest little spark of guilt in my subconscious is telling me I should go up to Bristol this weekend to see my mom and sis, but I haven’t the will to make the drive. Instead, I’m going to try for Monday off to veg with JT and his family.

Anyway.. hungry and ate my little lunch sandwich for breakfast, so now I guess I’ve got no excuse to get to work. Even got a happy little “Mr. Sunshine” playing on the winamp…



  1. schlemaggle has made a Comment

    oh, you’re going to muster a will to live and/or not fall over in a sleepy heap if i’m going to.
    *muster, muster. muster, muster*.
    that is, not to be confused with *mister, mister*.
    just think, cheap alcohol, heavenly cheese, and free music.
    what more could you want for a friday night?

    don’t answer that.

    i’m having a clouded-brain day, thus giving myself 404 status.
    it may have something to do with insurance. just skimmed something about Six Sigma, which i picked up a book about last night, in my Management Principles and Practices book. sure, i’m technically supposed to be proofing someone else’s exam, but whatever. i’ve got to learn about making money, yo.

    i’m all jittery, like i went crazy with my inhaler, only i didn’t so i have no excuse. i’m just…crazy.

    June 14, 2002 @ 3:55 am

  2. flerly has made a Comment

    Hey.. the thing I’m trying to muster is the will to see Alanis (who I really don’t care either way to see) in the heat, humidity, and probably rain…

    Can we just say I’m not a happy camper? seems confident that cheese will rescue me, but if all those e.l.fudge cookies we scarfed down today didn’t help, then I’m starting to have doubts about cheese.

    Oh.. and did you hear that you’re lousy, good-for-nothing, “man”, went to see Scooby Doo today from work? lemur.

    June 14, 2002 @ 8:14 am

  3. aoide has made a Comment

    e.l. fudge can not compare to the power of cheese!

    June 14, 2002 @ 9:38 am

  4. schlemaggle has made a Comment

    am really glad you changed your mind.
    the cheese and margarita combo rocked my socks, and we just wouldn’t have been the same fabulous foursome without you.
    we would have been a fabulous threesome, which is neither here nor there, another time and place, and another porno movie (girl on girl on girl, not at all the kind we’re collectively into watching).

    yes, csm is a total lemur. we’ll just have to plan a marathon at the movies day to catch up.

    June 15, 2002 @ 3:15 am

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