That's kind of horrifying, but not that surprising to me.

It would be surprising to me if it were in some other non-profit or environmental sector, but not HP. Everywhere I look there are women! ::sigh::

I do love the gay billionaires.

Lee, I came home, let the cats out, and discovered my new neighbors black lab in their backyard. So I now in the opposite side of your situation. This may get interesting, because Oz is overly territorial. I think the dog saw Oz and didn't do anything but watch, and he totally ignored me, so I am guessing he's a pretty mellow dog. Personally, I am excited. DOGGY!!

Oz, can't fit through the fence between the yards, so I don't think I have to worry about cat/dog confrontations. (Clio is a lover, not a fighter.)

(I am TOTALLY trying not to judge my new neighbors because the dog is out int he cold. I can't tell if they are home or not however, so I will wait to judge.)

They're funding a SupersPAC - Gay Billionaires for Obama! (although I think Super PACs are required to have cheezy names ... anyone have anything? my brain's gone home)

The dog is a Labrador. He LURVES the cold like ice cream and ponies. Or ducks. I'm more concerned if he's out all day with no access to shelter or people around to keep an eye out for trouble.

I'm more concerned if he's out all day with no access to shelter or people around to keep an eye out for trouble.

That's what I'm worrying about. Or, more that they leave him out when they're not home at all.

Man, we had a dog where in the dead of winter it would take a good 20 minutes of calling/coaxing/chasing to get her ass inside at night. They should have access to some kind of shelter but generally a few hour stretch won't bother them.

We once had a cat that was incredibly territorial - no other cat or dog was allowed in her yard. One neighbor had a golden retriever - very sweet, very friendly, not too bright - and she'd sometimes wander over to visit when one of us was outdoors. If the cat saw her ... there'd be this white streak across the yard and the dog would run for her life.

BOOYAH. The bishops can kiss our asses.

So...lunch with the HR Director was...lunch with the HR Director. Apparently I'm not the only one to have thought "exit lunch???" because she gets that it freaks people out. Not that it's changed how she communicates, but there you go. It was only mildly uncomfortable, since I do actually like talking about myself. Also, my family is cooler than your family.

They're just picking names out of a hat, and every week she has lunch with three employees. This week she picked three immigrants--Honduras, The Philippines, and Jamaica. For some reason, the guy who moved here from Honduras wouldn't specify further than "Central America" until he was pushed on it. Yet, he's the one with the most obvious accent. I wonder what that was about? He was also the one talking about the "American way of life" in venerating tones. Filipina and I are all "old school values for the win!"

Remember I mentioned Buffy was pregnant? Here's how they're handling it. So far, it seems well done.