Going to Pieces

TEDDY: *holding tiny replacement power jack, in front of desk strewn with every part of completely dismantled laptop* "Well, the bad news is, I managed to get the wrong part with no way of knowing till I took it all apart, but the good news is I'm sure they could have made it SLIGHTLY more difficult to get at if they really tried..."
I mean, for Pete's sake, there's still like 2 1/2 whole pieces of my laptop that are still connected to one another!..
But, hey, that's fine: I can totally afford to wait another week for some stupid power jack; not like my entire life and livelihood is completely embroiled in dependence on this machine, after all...


*Looking at computer search for "architecture jobs in ANTARCTICA for recent graduates" *    ALLISON: "Just throwing this out there, maybe you consider being just, say, a SMIDGE less selective w/ the job search?.."    TEDDY: "Oh sure, just COMPLETELY forgo every hope & dream I've ever had!"

Sure it's not the broadest net, but you gotta figure there's a limited pool of competition, so I guess what I'm trying to say is.... Call me! I'm available!....

Pomp & Circumstance

*Labeled Photos* Cap: "One size fits none" ~ Tassel: "Medieval toture device" "Turned to match dominant hand *makes as much sense as anything I was able to find out in the ceremony." ~ "Hood *not as cool as it sounds" ~ Zipper: "Quick release pull!" ~ Sleeve 'crescents': "??? *???????????"  ~ Hem: "Bell bottom  *capris cut"

"We need something prominent but interchangeable that we can colour-code depending on degree, and mire with a bunch of other abtruse symbolism and ceremonial drivel."

"Sure, I like that: What if we also designed it so that it would constantly trigger the wearer's reflex that there was a fly buzzing around their head through the entire cermony?"

                                                                               - the guys inventing the tassel