The miracle of flex-time

As a responsible employee, I don't like to blog during work hours. I've been known to write during lunch breaks, but I try to keep that to a minimum as well.

So why am I writing at 2:35 pm? The miracle of flex-time, my friends.

As I've explained in the past, I'm in a unique position in my office where my hours flex for various reasons. Today, they are flexing for meetings this evening until 9pm.

And, so, today work began at 10:30, and after doing an in-service training for some officers at GPD, I'm electing to use my late lunch to blog, because I'm sickly.

The trial of the dogs
Just so you know, at this point one of the cute dobies pictured below is still left, and I'm banking on her still being around tomorrow. If she is there tomorrow, I can place a hold on her and go get her on Saturday. Thankfully, my chum JLowe has agreed to road-trip with me, as the drive is rather long and my wife is working. If all goes well, I'll be a dog owner Saturday afternoon. If not, there are some dobies in the local paper that are a bit more expensive.

Abusing PTO
Denise, one of my blog-buddies, saw my panicked comment on the dobie post about how one of the Dobette Sisters had been scooped up, and encouraged me to take a sick-day to fetch the remaining pup. You'll be happy to know that I did take a sick day yesterday, but only because I was actually sick. No offense to Denise, but I can't morally support using sick time for prospective family members. Until the dog is in my evil clutches, it isn't actually family.

What did I do with my sick day? Well, I slept in, then watched eight episodes of Angel, season 5, which are finally out on Netflix. Hmm, that reminds me of my...

TV Addiction
Recently, I compiled my list of shows worth watching. My list has been amended somewhat.

• Monday: Never watch anymore. The wife has abandoned the WB's lame offerings, which is a relief to me.
• Tuesday: I still find only Scrubs to be watchable, but I always seem to miss it.
• Wednesday: Formerly only watchable for Smallville and the occasional Law and Order, my wife and I decided that Alias looked too intriguing to pass up any longer. So, we've spent the last month watching Alias seasons 1-3, and are now finally caught up. Aside from the fact that our VCR totally botched the recording of Alias (and Desperate Housewives) while we were out of town, I look forward to being mostly current in the next few days.
• Thursday: The O.C. reigns supreme, thanks to the on-going hijinx of Seth Cohen. E.R. is fading fast, and is really only an option if I'm not sleepy. Since I'm feeling sickly, I'll give it a pass tonight. Oh, and that new show on NBC, Committed, has some potential...
• Friday: Still one of the best nights not to be home.
• Saturday: Here's a poll question for you: is SNL worth staying up late for anymore? Although there are occasional moments, and I have a school-boy crush on Tina Fey, is this show beating a dead horse? Discuss.
• Sunday: Great TV. Desperate Housewives continues to be fantastic, and (when I'm able to stay awake) Boston Legal is still good, too. Although I don't know how I feel about bringing in Murphy Brown to mess with Captain Kirk's head.

That's it; I'm spent. Pray for my tummy, which has been off all week, and pray for my prospective puppy, while you're at it.

Catch ya later.