It’s been a long, tough week. I’ve been on-call at work, and the emphasis has been on “call.” But my stint ends this afternoon, and I’ll have the weekend to rest, relax, maybe spend some time in the garden.
Yesterday, though, an item crossed my desk that made my co-workers worry about me. I sat in my cube (I was waiting for one of my interminable telecon meetings to begin), and people could hear me spurting and spluttering, stifling what would have been totally workplace-inappropriate guffaws.
The reason? I had been introduced to the Turbo-Encabulator.
Unraveling Time
Desert Wind
Ploughman's Son
Ploughman King
The Year the Cloud Fell
The Spirit of Thunder
Shadow of the Storm
The Cry of the Wind
Beneath a Wounded Sky
Cryptogenesis: A Memoir
Kurt R.A. Giambastiani 