And the winner of the Totch award, a.k.a. "with a best friend like this..."

No, Megan doesn't win the totch award, though she is a close runner up in this picture. This is one I've been meaning to post, but I've been delayed in doing so, but I find it funny since there are no AFSCME Kerry t-shirts below a large in the office. In fact, you've hit a gold mine if you find a large or an extra large.

But the point of this post is that as it was getting ass-cold out here in the Mid-West, I asked my best friend, Fabs, to send me my jackets and closed-toed shoes.

After she finally found them, she sent them. Supposebly.

I never received them. So I asked her to track them down for me.

She called me up and said, "I've got good news and I've got bad news. Which one first?"

I always ask for the bad news first.

Her reply, "Well, it'll be better the other way around. The good news is that I tracked your package. The bad news is that I sent it to myself."

Yeah. The winner of the Totch Award goes to Fabriana for sending me a package addressed to herself.

Good work, Aguato.