That's a play on words. Albs is what some people, gay ones usually, like myself, call Albany. Smallbany is what dumb people call it.
One more point and I will get off of this topic. Albany is a small city. Yes. K so 95,000 people proves that. Easily. You need 150,000 to be a medium-sized city. But doesn't there seem to be this compulsive need to point out its size? (People who don't know or live in Albany don't answer.) Obviously, this is because it has the feel of a city larger than it is. Otherwise there would be no point in reminding ourselves that it's not a large city; it would just be understood.
In other words, move to Manhattan or shut the hell up. I, for one, plan to do both. :)
There is no heat in the office. It's broken or something. If this wasn't the best job I've ever had, I'd quit. I just sent a request without double checking it because it was in German and started with an M. This is what cold does to you: vindictive borrowing requests.
I keep having these end of the world dreams. Like the other night I dreamed that there were all these firemen running through boiling water in the streets because the sun had gotten larger and warmed the planet. I think this stems from a powerful desire to see the movie 2012.
Brian and I went to Ballston Spa antiquing on Saturday. We both love antiques and have always had our own interest in them. His main interest is coins, mine is clocks. If this isn't proof enough of a gay gene (or fate), I'd certainly like to see the real evidence.
Time to keep being cold. Bubbye.
Advice for gays: Just like Howard Dean, you can also be fucked by condenser microphones (not like that, put it down) that limit background noise. Remember this next time our march is televised on C-Span. Some of you sounded friggen angry.
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