one.
Ron, the guy in ticketing whose desk I like to rearrange, interoffice mailed me a Ned Flanders doll today. It came in a manilla envelope. Did I mention that this Ned FLanders doll talked when you pressed a button? And did I mention that the mail guy had to walk down the hall with this big envelope that made noise every time it moved? Later Ron emailed me to tell me that his brother in Iraq gave him that doll and he needed it back. So I wrote boo on a napkin and put it over the doll and told Ron that Ned had died but came back as a ghost.

two.
My Garmin almost killed me. I was on Roosevelt and it said keep left and enter the roundabout. Ummm, I kept left although the street didn't split or anything, then the road curved a tiny bit, but was in no way, shape, or form a roundabout, then it immediately said in 40 feet, take the ramp on your right...WTF?

three.
Yesterday my financial advisor hosted a golf thngy where we got to go to a domed-driving range to hit some balls and a golf instructor came around to help us with our swing. Not that I needed any help...
OK, OK, more like, not that I've ever played golf before...
Like the good advisor he is he managed to let me know about the event just a few hours beforehand.
The instuctor came along while I was hitting balls and asked if I've ever played golf before. I told him only aiming at clowns mouths. He assumed I meant mini golf. Hahaha, what he doesn't know...
He gave me some pointers but told me I was actually pretty good at it considering I've never really done it before :)
He told me to swing my whole body when I swing, but not to fall off the edge (we were on the second level). The best advice he gave me though was when I asked him if golf was like bowling and whether I should wait until the person next to me went before going, but he said not to worry about that.
At one point I knocked a ball into one of the flag poles. I told my advisor and asked him if I win a prize for that. He said yes and handed right over a golf tool dealy! It looks like a Swiss Army knife but instead has nail tools like a little stick to push back cuticles and a nail brush! I was very excited about my prize...until I saw that he gave the guy next to me a prize too even though HE didn't hit the flag pole :(
Hood was there too and at one point I said that my goal of the night was to hit the ball into one of the buckets that was out there...and then, near the end of the night, what do you know, I actually managed to hit it in! :)
It was fun, except for the fact that my hands got gangrene :(