Gonna Be A Bear

This random sheet of paper is posted on the wall of the ladies room, 4th floor, in my new SoHo office:

In this life I'm a woman. In my next life, I'd Like to come back as a bear. When your a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate, your suppose to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.

When your a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while your sleeping and wake up to partially grown, cute, cuddly cubs. I could definatley deal with that.

If your a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. you swat away anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.

If your a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.

YUP, GONNA BE A BEAR

King of Prussia

• Where the main attraction is an oversized mall



• Driveways contain a Minivan, Pickup Truck or a SUV



• Prices are reasonable in grocery stores called Acme



• People are friendly & far more diverse than one might expect



• Everyone seems to drive everywhere, even if you are only going 2 doors down



• Cars left unattended at night with windows rolled down



• Front yards that are well manicured with children scattered over the lawn



• Residential areas are sparse or hidden



• A place filled with dying strip malls and disappearing sidewalks



• Not an exotic/royal locale as the name suggests

A sad farewell...

My last day at the eD - Lexington office was on Friday May, 29th.

There were a few hugs and emotional goodbyes as I went around the office.

I left around noon time, my hands full with a snack and beverage costing a mere 50 cents.

As I walked out into the parking lot Dave shouts out, "You better NOT turn into a Yankees fan!"

Good advice, friend. I'm going to miss the people but a new adventure awaits...