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Friday, August 29, 2008

100 years of Chocolaty goodness

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: America's Original Creme-filled Sandwich Cookie

Hey! Look what I found! America's Original creme-filled chocolate sandwich cookie!

Oreos? Eh..”

No! Hyrdox!”

I always thought Hydrox were just a generic knock-off of Oreos.”

Well you'd be wrong!”

Oreos, Hydrox..all a little sweet for me.”

I can't remember the last time I had a Hyrdox actually. I do know that the name comes from combining the 'pure' ingredients hyrdogen and oxygen.”

For a cookie? That's kind of lame.”

I don't really care what they call them, as long as they taste good.”

It says '100 year anniversary' on the bag. I think they were actually off the market and the company being bought/taken over the last couple of years.”

Weren't there something called 'Droxies' out there?”

Sounds familiar.”

Isn't that that candy brand they sell at Target?”

That's Choxie.”

So what? Oreo's are too sweet for you but you know the candy brand Target sells?”

I don't care for Oreo's okay?”

We're talking about Hyrdox anyway!”

Oreo, Hyrdox.. Whatever! Give 'em here.” Scott tears into the bag and takes a cookie. “Yummy.”

They still going with that crappy hard to seal up bags? Haven't you noticed what a wonderful job Oreos did with creating that nice peel/seal type top?”

I don't pay much attention to bag details Tab..besides, I've never had a bag of cookies around long enough to go stale.”

Then I guess we should give this bag of Hydrox the same treatment. Who's with me?” Scott asks, and hands out cookies.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Taco Wars

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Frank returns from Buffalo

Frank is leafing through a pile of receipts in the kitchen and cursing under his breath.

Hey Frank! How was your trip to Buffalo?”

Frank mutters softly under his breath. “When did gas get so expensive? Hell, when did snacks at the rest stop get so expensive?”

Where have you been man? Gas has been expensive for a while.”

I don't think I've filled up my taken more than once a month at most in a year. I guess I never noticed how ridiculous it gets when you drive a lot. Yikes.”

Didn't you go up there with him Sara? Didn't you pay for half the gas?”

Yeah. He's only looking at his half of the receipts.”


Those cookies and bread you brought back were yummy though.”

Yeah, they were. So Frank, how was seeing the old campus? Bring back memories?”

Oh, tons. Of a cheaper time..” Frank stares off into space...then snaps out of it. “Did you know they changed the Krispy Kreme store into a Vitamin Shop!?”

Really? That's gotta be a sin or something.”

The Hooters is gone too.”

Wow. Buffalo has really gone downhill since you left. At least they still have wings right?”

Of course. The day Buffalo has no more wings is the day Canada annexes Western New York.”

We'd probably let them have it too.”

They can take their Tim Hortons and shove it!”

Glorified Dunkin Donuts.”

I would say the same about Mighty Taco. Seemed much the same as Taco Bell.”

You should try Del Taco out in the Vegas area. Excellent! Blows both of 'em away.”

Going to Vegas? I'm in..”

I was thinking about going to Vegas in November actually. It's a friend of mine's birthday.”

Should totally do it. I hear they have some awesome strip clubs out there.”

Scott can stalk strippers..the rest of us can drink ourselves silly and lose wads of cash.”

Except Frank..who will win mounds of moola despite being completely smashed... and then buy us dinner.”

Anything for a free meal huh?”

You said it.”

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Exciting Plans

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Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: The endless opportunities

We should have some fun this Saturday!”

Why specifically this Saturday? Win a big pot and have some money to burn?”

If that's the case, let's have you treat us all to an expensive steak house.”

Maybe I'm just tired of sitting in front of my computer and want to get out and have fun?”

You? No way.”

That'd be like Billy saying, 'No thanks, I'm full'.”

That reminds me, I have a sandwich in the fridge to eat.” Billy pulls out a foot long sized package wrapped in Deli paper from the fridge.

Nice Billy! We could drink at Catalina's.”

We always do that.”


We always do that too.”

Isn't it possible we always do these things because they're fun?”

Can't we try something different once in a while?”


I don't know...I talked to Sue yesterday, she's moving to Fair Lawn, NJ in September and would love some help packing up her stuff.”

Fat chance!”

Doesn't she have a new husband to help with that? I distinctly remember a wedding to some guy a couple of weeks ago. And weren't there big burly brothers?”

I'm surprised you 'distinctly' remember anything from that night. I wasn't sure they were going to be able to afford to move out after they got your bar tab.”

That's my secret weapon. Remembering!”

Frank, you haven't fully remembered a night of drinking in years.”

Oh come on! I'm not that bad! What about that night two weeks ago when we went to the bar after Dark Knight? I remember all of that!”

That's because we mostly sat in silence watching the baseball games. Not much to remember.”

Fine then. Next time I'll just forget whose turn it is to pay.”

So business as usual?”

As long as you don't whip out four aces and exclaim 'I win! You pay!' we'll be alright.”

And no more calling me, that doesn't make any sense!”

How did this conversation go from thinking of a plan for Saturday to making fun of me?”

I'm good with anything. As long as it's not sipping wine coolers and playing Go Fish.”

I'm with the no 'Go Fish' rule.”

I suppose we'll just end up drinking, regardless. We could watch the Olympics and drink to that..”

One drink every time someone says 'Michael Phelps'.”

Or not..we'd be drunk pretty fast at that rate.”

Guess we'll come up with something last always.”

We could go to the Ren Faire..”

Yeah! Except I think Tab's busy this Saturday afternoon. Another time.”

Olympics and drinking...we lead such exciting lives.”

Thursday, August 7, 2008

The Cure for What Ails You

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy

Subject: Achoo!

Ann comes out of her bedroom, carrying a plastic bag for of tissues and dumps it in the garbage.

“How are you feeling?”

“Weak, sleepy and stir-crazy. At least I’m not really sneezing anymore.”

“That’s better than last week, when you looked half-dead and were sneezing more regularly than Mount Rushmore.”

“Does Mount Rushmore sneeze? That’d be a sight to see.”

“I think he means Old Faithful, at least I hope so.”

“Doh! That’s right, Old Faithful. Although I can see it now..Sniffling presidents on the side of a mountain being the spokespeople for Kleenex.”

“I’m surprised the advertisers haven’t done it already.”

Ann, who had returned to her room, now comes out with an armful of sheets and blankets.

“So you’re weak and tired and your first thought is ‘laundry!’?”

“I’m trying to clean my room of all the germs.”

“You’re probably immune to all the germs you already had though.”

“We’re not however, so dragging your disease-infested blankets through the kitchen will probably just get the rest of us sick.”

“If you haven’t caught it already, you probably won’t.”

“Or you’re just exposing us to the reinforcements and they’ll finally break through our immune systems.”

“Scott was sniffling when he left for work this morning actually.”

“Ooops. He can just have some of those silly Vivanno smoothies at Starbucks..keep him strong. Yeah..So I suppose that means none of you want to wash these for me?” Ann offers the blankets to Frank.

“Not a chance. I’ll warm you up some chicken soup, but that’s as helpful as I’m going to be.”

“Ugh. I’m sick of chicken soup. No thanks.”

“Hot Toddy?”

“That sounds like a billion times better.”

“I’m on it.” Billy says, headed for the liquor cabinet and the whiskey.