Berry Citrus

Phew. We here at littleboxes needed a little time to ourselves. The staff was a bit too tightly wound as of late. Mitch would not stop chewing on his watch and Mickey would not leave well enough alone (you know how that goes). So, we all packed our bags, left our families (those of us who still have families--adds Bjorn, from our Product Placement Division), and headed to, of all places, Dodge City, Kansas for our very first staff retreat.

Bjorn took a shitload of pics (most of them with some corporate logo almost too obvioulsy in focus yet not in the center of the picture). However, the dumb bastard lost his digital camera to Mickey in some illegal sports betting scheme. And, given office politics, no one wants to ask Mickey for the camera, let alone any of the pictures.

Meanwhile, we return to the office to find it in complete disarray. Trash everywhere and god knows what that was on the all the keyboards. Jan is convinced Reginald (our former HTML expert who, if you remember, had to leave work following an unfortunate incident with a squirrel) is at fault given his bad feelings toward her and, in particular, Tammy. But, most of us feel, given both the severity and embarrasing nature of his squirrel-related injuries, that Reginald is not capable of this kind of undertaking.

Some of us feel it's an inside job, some have even blamed this nameless narrator. You see, back when littleboxes was strictly a mail order operation, the job of narrator was briefly eliminated in a rash experiment by the editorial board. After several issues went out filled with blank pages (no narrator!) and reader interest waned (but only slightly) it was decided that the narrator should return. Some feel that this nameless narrator has held a grudge ever since this unfortunate incident. Well, it's best that the respective lawyers are contacted and clients be advised of rights before this goes any further.

We had a wonderful time in Dodge City, Kansas. The hotel was nice and their was no room service. --THE END