On the loose.
Today my buddy Paul and I made a plan. Today we were going to escape from our little, dark, smelly glass fish bowl offices. (anyone who has seen our offices knows this is no exaggeration...they really are glass, and quite fish bowl like) So, with a worried eye turned to the front offices, we snuck out the back door, slipped through ghetto gate number one, crossed the scary ally to ghetto gate number 2, ran to my truck, did a little commando crawl the last 5 feet, jumped in, fired that puppy up and escaped through mechanical ghetto gate number 3.
"Which way?" I asked franticly of Paul.
"NORTH, TO BROAD RIPPLE!" he shouted over the roar of the engine, sound of sirens, and gunfire from the guard tower.
One bullet nearly knicked me in the temple, smashing through my windscreen.
"Just one more block and we'll be in the clear!" Paul screamed.
Ok, so this was a little dramatic, but we DID escape from the office today and went to Broad Ripple for lunch. We ordered vegetarian burritos (I'm not veggie, but sometimes don't like a lot of meat for lunch), and sat outside in the nice warm air to eat them.
It was a nice lunch - a bit longer than "allowed" but nice.
"Which way?" I asked franticly of Paul.
"NORTH, TO BROAD RIPPLE!" he shouted over the roar of the engine, sound of sirens, and gunfire from the guard tower.
One bullet nearly knicked me in the temple, smashing through my windscreen.
"Just one more block and we'll be in the clear!" Paul screamed.
Ok, so this was a little dramatic, but we DID escape from the office today and went to Broad Ripple for lunch. We ordered vegetarian burritos (I'm not veggie, but sometimes don't like a lot of meat for lunch), and sat outside in the nice warm air to eat them.
It was a nice lunch - a bit longer than "allowed" but nice.











