In the interest of time...

Here I am at work again. I have absolutely nothing that I "need" to be doing. Seriously, I can't think of a single thing that I need to get done today. There are things that I could do and I probably will do them. However, none of things that I can do are going to take very long and in five minutes I'll be right back here where I started. Go ask your boss for something to do, right? I wish I could. My boss decided to go to the UC library for the rest of the day to catch up on some reading. Apparently, there was an explosion during a reaction at Shepherd's sister plant in Mirecourt, France. Therefore, my boss decided that he needed to go to UC to look up some literature on chrome reactions (the reaction that caused the explosion was a chrome (III) reaction that got way too hot in a short period of time). So, I'm gonna be stuck here without anything to do for the entire day.

Went to wing night last night out at Quaker Steak and Lube. That place is great. The all you can eat wings are awesome. Tons of guys went too. I wonder how many wings were consumed by our group alone. Hmm... I personally had around 25 wings. So...25 wings times about 45 guys equals 1,125 wings. Holy crap. Somebody's chicken farm is doin pretty well right about now. Quaker Steak and Lube also has a microbrewed beer. It's a dark beer that tastes a little like Bass. The only draw being the price. One beer was like 4.25. So, 25 wings, a beer and tip cost me like 18 bucks. Not the cheapest place in the world.

I tried the sauce on an atomic wing that we ordered. You would not believe how hot this crap is. There is absolutely no taste to the sauce. It's just burning. I took a little bit on my finger and put it to my tongue and I immidiately began to sweat. No joke. After about 20 minutes I could still feel my tongue burning. No one had the balls to actually eat the wing we were passing around. I wonder what that would do to your stomach?