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The best lack all conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity - Yeats

Danny Hotea — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 19:10:39 +0000

You Want Beef? I’m The Butcher.

Danny Hotea — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 15:36:43 +0000

Sexiest Sentence Alive

Danny Hotea — Thu, 14 May 2009 19:49:28 +0000

My breast flipped inside out so my nipple touched my heart.

Via fireland.com

A Pat on the Back (of the Skirt) Between Friends

Danny Hotea — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 13:27:22 +0000

Did I just see that?

The man’s hand swung up to the small of her back and did a double-pat. “Good job, sexy buddy.”

Then the return. The hand swung down and gently grazed the swaying fabric around the glutes.

Or did it?

Executive Escalation

Danny Hotea — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 19:03:50 +0000

The phrase came from a man in shirt & slacks atire facing a tiled wall urinal. He said it while holding himself to avoid sprinkling his shoes. A cellular phone ear piece dangling out of the right side of his head.

“Executive Escalation is mandatory at this point”, he echoed. Fearless in the face of impending “sounds” from other patrons.

“I can only hold off for so long…I mean it’s been three days already!”

Escalation. And Holding Off.

I wonder what goes through the mind of people like that guy. Seriously. Phone call full of euphamisms in the men’s room? Are you the guy who stretch-stances when talking to female co-workers. To the point where your tightened slacks leave out questions of religion?

Executive Escalation, indeed.

Mother’s Milk

Danny Hotea — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 16:21:02 +0000

“For the longest time my daughter called milk, —”, said the owner of an eye-seering red blazer capping a set of snug black trouser slacks. She was engrossed in a monotone dialog with another woman who’s cubicle dons a counter top, implicating herself as a nurse or some giver of sorts within the organization.

The thought of corporate inefficiency entered my mind as I passed through the cloud of mundane jabber. I think the level of inefficiency within most enourmous companies is staggering. Staggering in most every way. Corporations are like mobs. The rules of accountability, productivity and purpose are entirely different for them than they are for individuals.

Hrmph.

Poop-Flinging Calendar Monkey

Danny Hotea — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 18:58:10 +0000

Definition: A corporate collegue who unabashedly sends out MS Outlook calendar “meetings” for every personal activity including bowel movements and muscle twitches.

Spamker

Danny Hotea — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 15:06:17 +0000

Definition: A generalist hacker with great sales ambitions using social media as a channel.

List Pimp

Danny Hotea — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 15:05:29 +0000

Definition: Sales person in partnership with a Spamker

Back

Danny Hotea — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 11:34:50 +0000

Wordavore is back. Having taken an undesirable hiatus due to data disappearance, it is now back and willing to serve those of us who have a pension toward aimless behavior on company time.

More to follow.