It's so cold in Alaska.
The Blogger Dashboard says that there are 99 posts on Jukkity. I guess that would make this post #100. Which is monumental in more ways than I could possibly iterate here today. But should anyone out there in cyberspace wish to sing the praises of the numeral C, send your entries to Larry King.
As previously stated, I work in the Esperson building. More specifically, my office is in the masculine side of Houston's "His & Her" Skyscrapers, which has 32 stories. Everyone knows that there are 6 elevators in the lobby, that much is obvious. And they are all lined up along the same wall. Now prepare yourself, for I am about to let you in on a little insider's secret. Only the middle two elevators can get you to floors 17-32, while the other 4 limit access to the 16th floor and below. Since my office is on the 8th floor, I have no use for those two center lifts. But that doesn't matter because my favorite elevator by far is the second one from the left. Because when you push the button and those doors open up, it plays this chime sound that sounds EXACTLY like the first note from Radiohead's No Surprises. Seriously, it is uncannily pitch-perfect. And yes, that was the point of this paragraph.
As previously stated, I work in the Esperson building. More specifically, my office is in the masculine side of Houston's "His & Her" Skyscrapers, which has 32 stories. Everyone knows that there are 6 elevators in the lobby, that much is obvious. And they are all lined up along the same wall. Now prepare yourself, for I am about to let you in on a little insider's secret. Only the middle two elevators can get you to floors 17-32, while the other 4 limit access to the 16th floor and below. Since my office is on the 8th floor, I have no use for those two center lifts. But that doesn't matter because my favorite elevator by far is the second one from the left. Because when you push the button and those doors open up, it plays this chime sound that sounds EXACTLY like the first note from Radiohead's No Surprises. Seriously, it is uncannily pitch-perfect. And yes, that was the point of this paragraph.
