An Embarrasing Melon Moment

So, it was like the first week on my new stay-at-home job. A bit bored, a bit lonely so I say hey, I will make Mel laugh... So i madethis image of myself being attacked by Monkeys (no, not the band):

Nutty? Sure. Over the top? Probably. So I send it to Mel and my good friend Jeff. Well next I hear they are showing it to their offices (apparently uncontrolled laughter attracts office cube worker bees like moths to a candle). Not only are associates of my two recipients the ones to see it, now it is spreading like wild fire. It is being faxed, emailed, posted, printed on tee shirts, coffee mugs, hats and the like. Then the coup de grace (I don't speak or spell french so cut me some slack, huh?) Fox News picks up the story and adds to the confusion...

Neither fair nor balanced, nor researched. So now my phone is ringing, from local papers to USA Today. Everyone wants my story.

Now, an ethical dilemma, do you make up a story or just look dumb saying it was a gag for my wife... I am sure you can guess what I did.

I wrote a book, went on Oprah, sold it to her book of the month club only to be found out later that I am a fraud. Rats.

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todays survey

Since you all have done so well with the past two surveys I've taken ( another shirt slogan for Dad and do you get full eating salad or just bored ), here is another: If you eat, say, a bag full of fortune cookies - and I am not saying I have - do they all come true or just a first/last rule? Do they all negate if you eat more than one? Anyone? Bueller?

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