After an unfortunate hiatus, due mostly to this, I now present to you the fifth and final post of my Furlough Weekend. Considering how cold its starting to become in certain sections in the U.S, as well as the mighty snow dump being foisted on the general public in the U.K., I figured everyone appreciated the summer season in which these series of photos were taken. And don't be concerned with the summer ending here at Shooting Suburbia because next week's series of post pick up where this one ends, as our annual Mill Pond Extravaganza will be in full swing next week. I guarantee that you'll be sweating up a storm, in spite of the lo double digit weather that you're currently suffering through.
click here for what my cube usually looks like), and the raccoon being directly behind the chair. The other items, specifically the card and the promo for my chapbook are still there as well.
Georgie. And if you ask him if Georgie is his favorite potato spud, he'll let you know by giving you a thumbs up.
Georgie took his photo as proof positive that he won the game, because you know Georgie isn't the sharpest tool in the shed on most days, which of course makes him the perfect employee for his current employer
particular whale, which he gives his whole hearted approval on. Mr. Sunshine would like to point out the various items that you can see through the back window. The planter is a scrawny little thing and very rarely is it healthy during the spring and summer. The small plot of land that you see surrounded by the crumbling wall has been in the same sorry state of disrepair since Mr. Sunshine's potato spud Georgie started working at this latest truck stop in 2006. That's 4 1/2 years of non-repair performed by another state agency who is notorious for having 17 people on a job site of which 14 are supervising and 3 are "working". D'oh!!
And finally, we come to another one of Mr. Sunshine's favorite pastimes, hanging ten on the police tape. Mr. Sunshines's best potato spud Georgie would like to point out that this big fancy schmancy metallic object that Mr. Sunshine is currently hanging ten on, is a metal detector. This was installed shortly after the state of Connecticut suffered a modified version of going postal when a employee of the Connecticut Lottery Corporation snapped and murdered four of his coworkers before killing himself. Unfortunately, just like everything else the state purchases, this was purchased without the appropriate software, so in essence, this building has two giant metal detectors that cost over $200K gathering dust and taking up space.
On that note, Mr. Sunshine and his best potato spud Georgie (not to be confused with the lunatic called Sweet Potato that harasses people in the chat rooms) will not only talk to you tomorrow but talk to ya later.