Grrr. Once again, my point-and-shoot cam reveals the limits of its ability to properly zoom and provides another reminder for me to get my ass over to the camera store and see if there are any hints about upcoming holiday sales. Ah well, the (somewhat frustrating) results of yesterday's motorlug eye-candy enjoyment can be found
at my Flickr (Or,
start here and keep clicking forward).
In the meantime: Back to the workaday grind, blah, blah, blah. Lately I'm a bit frustrated with the incredible insanity that is Federal paperwork. It takes four forms to get anything done, it seems, and a stupid amount of legwork and beggaring to get said forms signed off on by anyone in authority to do so (if/when they even deign to sign the forms). The fact that I'm doing a job meant to be filled by two people doesn't help either. I know that's earning me major kudos, but it's also wearing me down in terms of stress and is slowing my overall performance. Meh, as a colleague joked to me this week, 'You need minions.' I could not agree more (with salacious Goonited States undertone added) >:)

AN EMPTY PENNSYLVANIA AVENUE (OR: WASHINGTON, AFTER THE ZOMBIE/BIRDFLU/BIO-PLAGUE APOCALYPSE)
OCTOBER 17, 2007