A response to the question "how's work?" from a buddy of mine to is wife in an email:
"work isn't as insane, but it is still busy as a beaver in the midst
of a forest, with dull teeth, a blindfold, and two broken arms, with a
washed out dam, a 50 yard walk from the forest to the river, and in
the middle of a blizzard, with a family of handicapped beavers waiting
for him to finish repairing their dam-house. plus he's chewing gum.
and you can quote me on that."
