tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post2686864498664576267..comments2023-12-27T09:10:12.642-05:00Comments on SOCIAL ZYMURGY: THE CULTURE OF BEER: Reasons I Will Never Work In EspionageJenny Jenny Flanneryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07621715431584059448noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-21746545793518457752007-09-19T00:48:00.000-04:002007-09-19T00:48:00.000-04:00Skylers Dad- I do remember the camera/pistol. I al...Skylers Dad- I do remember the camera/pistol. I always wanted one.<BR/><BR/>Cooper Green- I looked into this in high school. Where I'm from they call these guys Game Wardens, and they have the highest mortality rate of the entire spectrum of law enforcement. It turns out they deal with way too many people with knives and guns.<BR/><BR/>Evil Genius- Should I ever enter the profession you will be the first to know, as I want you to have a chance to get sized for a monocle and some of those custom tailored suits like Kim Jong wears, not to mention the time and trouble involved in gathering an army of minions. Get back to me.<BR/><BR/>Flannery- Thanks for the Dirty Harry quote, as well as the nod to my kitty like qualities.<BR/><BR/>BSUWG- I just don't have the zip I once did.<BR/><BR/>Bubs- Good to hear from you! Do you think the F.B.I. might let me head up their A.A.S.T. Division? (Alligator Attacks S.W.A.T. Taskforce) As soon as they put me in charge, you know I'm going to hire you to run the whole thing, and give you a chance to add to the compound, while I draw dirty stick-figures on a notepad in my corner office. Stick with me. I'll make you Mayor, Police Commisioner, or Bodyguard to the Stars. Your choice.<BR/><BR/>DocDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16979621370660001312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-33938622372476030082007-09-19T00:14:00.000-04:002007-09-19T00:14:00.000-04:00Actually, I think I'd feel better if they GOT a bu...Actually, I think I'd feel better if they GOT a bunch of guys like you.Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09747874295331152779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-42659401225786221102007-09-18T23:26:00.000-04:002007-09-18T23:26:00.000-04:00All excellent points. Spying is for the younger g...All excellent points. Spying is for the younger guys. When you age a little, it's just not as cool as it used to be. Plus, the hours really suck, and you can't sit at your desk screwing off on the Internet when you have to crack into some safe and steal launch codes all the time. Still, it's fun to dream... Alias was one of my favorite TV series.Boldly Serving Up Wheat Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17804188398018016592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-47401691771043672092007-09-18T17:59:00.000-04:002007-09-18T17:59:00.000-04:00Great post, Doc. Self-awareness is a good thing. A...Great post, Doc. Self-awareness is a good thing. After all, a man's got to know his limitations. <BR/><BR/>And you are cute as a cardboard box of kittens...probably moreso.Jenny Jenny Flanneryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621715431584059448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-28871038783886037072007-09-18T17:29:00.000-04:002007-09-18T17:29:00.000-04:00E.G.: you'll need a less comfy chair if you want ...E.G.: you'll need a less comfy chair if you want folken to take you seriously...Cap'n Ergo "XL+II" Jinglebollockshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06843124493633147728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-15216368338854325042007-09-18T16:32:00.000-04:002007-09-18T16:32:00.000-04:00Well if you ever change your mind and need an arch...Well if you ever change your mind and need an arch-nemisis, I am available.Evil Geniushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18090241793391429143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-46121639697480474202007-09-18T14:37:00.000-04:002007-09-18T14:37:00.000-04:00There must be some entry level spying jobs out the...There must be some entry level spying jobs out there. Maybe Fisheries wants to make sure everybody is using barbless hooks. You could hang around lakes and streams, and drive an SUV, maybe a small boat. How bad would that be? Then, if there's an opening for a slow, clumsy, meek, non-flying, non-lying blabbermouth at the international level, maybe you could go to work for Iceland or somebody, and slowly work up to the CIA thing. Keep the dream alive, pal.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25184989.post-7058801747310281502007-09-18T13:37:00.000-04:002007-09-18T13:37:00.000-04:00I love this post Doc! I always wanted to be a spy...I love this post Doc! I always wanted to be a spy when I was a kid also. Had James Bond toys (remember the camera that was a pistol?).<BR/><BR/>The only thing I could handle anymore would be stunts involving a zip line, or perhaps ski diving. If tortured, I would gladly give up my country or anything the minute they broke out the "instruments".<BR/><BR/>Remember this exchange?<BR/>James Bond: Do you expect me to talk? <BR/>Auric Goldfinger: No, Mr. Bond. I expect you to die.SkylersDadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18264164502733912326noreply@blogger.com