"You walkin around like you so black and

"You walkin around like you so black and beautiful, but what are you really? Just some white guy from Chicago with some superficial upgrades." The lady had a point and it would be

silly to make a pretense of it now with his tenure ending & all. "In fact, I'm not white either. The whole business about my birthplace is amusing to me since I wasn't born. I was

exuded from Sapiens Tube #4968 and all of your pointless chatter is about to be rendered even more pointless when the OverLords arrive from Pluto's core." Chuck Norris didn't like

"Really, Jesus has free time? When?" Then he remembered he wasn't going to like the answer to he skipped ahead a few dozen years to that barista he was talking up about a position.

That position was to be a prophet.

I made up some work experience and sent them my resume. I was surprised when I was called in for an interview. "So, tell us about your work as a carnival psychic," said the boss.

"Well, that was kind of a fluke," I retorted. Then without warning I lept up on the table and pointed at the Sr. Exec. VP. "YOU!" I cried. "You are the one they trust yet - I kno

-tted you that very nice owl-themed macrame wall-hanging," I shouted, indicating the work of art on the boardroom wall, "But you never thanked me!" The other directors gasped

with delight. I saw my mistake at once: I'd just made it clear to them that I was turning to art merely as an escape from a job I found unrewarding. So much for reinventing myself.