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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Beaver Epidemic. Of sorts. Never knew Massachusetts had a beaver epidemic until this week. Turns out my boss and some farmers crossed swords over beaver trapping a few years back and it is now necessary to dispel the erroneous myths which might derail my boss a commissioner's appointment. The memo, written by a woman whose only encounter with beavers has been via underwater cameras courtesy of National Geographic, was dropped off yesterday to the head honcho of our boss's fate, and by Thursday we should have this baby wrapped up one way or another.

More than surreal. Now and again Anna Bloviations checks out TV. Usually my strategy is to flip through channels randomly until something catches the eye. Last time it was the Over-40-Women's-Bodybuilding-Championships. We were more methodical this time. We caught up on the ever brilliant Bill Maher before jump-shifting to another HBO series called Tell Me You Love Me. Wow. Now that's explicit stuff... In fact one wonders the contortions necessary to look like you're really having sex without really having sex (or maybe they are having sex!). As the finale, we watched Marie Osmond's comeback on Dancing with the Stars...A very strange television threesome but then this is also the person who thinks it so very odd that a million people show up to Boston wearing red and painted faces to cheer wildly a bunch of guys who swing a piece of wood for a living.

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