Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Sometimes You're The Windshield, Sometimes You're The Bug...

There's an old (and disgusting) joke that goes something like this:


Q: What is the last thing that passes through a bug's mind right as it hits your windshield?

A: Its A-hole

Which are YOU today? The windshield or the bug?

12 comments:

Diane J Standiford said...

Um...can I be the car?

Shauna said...

That poor bug....
S.

Sara said...

awesome photo! I think today I'm the windshield killing all the bugs - my boss is out b/c his daughter is stick & he was suppose to be hosting a speaker, the 2 other people in our lab are both straight out with experiments today leaving me & Laura (she just joined our lab last week) so yes, you guessed it, it's not Charles in Charge today, but ME!!!! I never feel like I'm smart enough or capable of hosting a speaker, I mean this guys's an expert in the field, I am far from an expert in anything but maybe procrastination. So I've been calling people up & giving them time slots to meet with the speaker & making lunch reservations (okay so being the host has it's perks like free Thai lunch!), crap gotta run, he's here!!!

Miss Chris said...

I'm with Diane on this one!

Steve said...

I'm the windshield wiper, always trying to clean up the mess but ending up just spreading the carnage around a little instead. :D

BRAINCHEESE said...

DIANE:

You can be anything you can imagine...at least I did believe that in the 3rd grade!

LD

BRAINCHEESE said...

SHAUNA:

Ouch! I thought you might say that...

LD

BRAINCHEESE said...

SARA:

Did you survive the earthquake there in the UK this morning?!? Sounds like you might have been experiencing your OWN tremors there at work...LOL

LD

BRAINCHEESE said...

MISS CHRIS:

Sounds like the safest place to be!

LD

BRAINCHEESE said...

STEVE:

LOL...somehow I doubt that. :-)

LD

Have myelin? said...

I'm the air beneath the wings! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahaha...

Yeah right.

BRAINCHEESE said...

HAVE MYELIN:

I think that's actually the "wind beneath my wings, Bette! Or, the wind inside my shorts...whatever. LMAO

LD