Now it may be a translation issue, but this woman seems to be missing the difference between a fun workplace and an enjoyable one. Granted, some people will find her workplace enjoyable, but to point it out as the only solution to 'over-funned' companies is foolish. Incidentally, these people are my...

Welby affectionately thumps the side of Marzipan's neck.

"Yes, let's head down that way. There's a certain ship I'd like to check out, as well."

Welby finally gets a very agitated Marzipan under control and turns her back to face the small gathering. He gives her a quiet vocal command and a quick tap on the head, and she becomes very still, and he leaps up to his feet on her back and gives a grandiose bow. “Welby Thorngage at your service. I...

How many times have we heard Bush should die for what he has done? How many times should Bush/Cheney/Ridge be drug out in the street and shot? Um, never. But maybe I'm not reading enough of the political threads. However, I would agree that shit like that is pretty stupid, from either side of the f...

Welby was pissed, absolutely ripshit. In fact, he couldn't remeber a time when he was quite as angry as he was now. His normal friendly attitude was overtaken, and he stormed up and down the small room he'd rented for his stay. Bastards. Absolute bastards. To ruin a night of celebration with such un...

Splendid!

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Welby moves quickly through the streets, stopping here and there to give small performances - juggling, small acrobatics displays, things like that. His heart isn't really in it, though. He's distracted, unfocused. He keeps looking for faces in the crowd that seem too familiar; people that might be ...