Rooster watch!

The office rooster (I've taken to calling him Royal, because he looks like Gene Hackman, a bit) is still here! My boss came with his cage this weekend to try to capture him and take him home to his (the boss's) farm. Royal wisely amscrayed all up out the parking lot before that. But, no - he has not been torn apart by foxes or anything.

Last week, we had a company-wide conference call with the bigwigs saying how we did great last year, up 11 per cent - until it all flatlined like everyone else. My idea, then, is we get some hens and start selling eggs! Or sending eggs to our lunch cafe place.

Desperate times, etc!