ten billion butterfly sneezes

I got a work mail-o-gram the other day with an invitation. The subject was:

Farewell Lunch for Ken Nelson

Reality sets in; the joy at leaving an untenable-and-getting-worse work situation is sometimes offset, at least in my mind, by the sheer hassle of moving and getting settled in new environs.

But I’m stubborn tough, and committed.

That, and the lunch is at Famous Dave’s. I’ll be there.

And outta’ there.

-k-