Ack… somehow I got put in charge of all of Nevada. I got an email from the Big Kahuna after doing some major spring cleaning today. The email would be landing in my lap on Monday morning, but I yank my work mail in over the weekend.

In addition to my other duties, I’m going to be calling other states now, because I can put on a good phone voice (when I don’t want to sound like a little kid on the phone, which is my normal MO. That usually puts people at ease, too…not everyone wants a call from some kind of booming tones of a Brian Blessed / Santa Claus hybrid.)

Sometimes it seems that they reward the incompetent by taking away responsibilities, and punish people with skills by loading more work on them. She commented that I may have to stay late due to the time difference. Um, Nope. Not without more warning. I’ve already made appointments for other things next week… If it’s not done by the time I have to leave, it’ll wait until the following day.

A fun part is that since I’ll be dealing with Nevada, I’ll get to talk to the Reno Police department, and whatnot. I wonder how they feel about Reno 911? Since Nevada is going to belong to me, I wonder if I’ll get all the goofy Police promotional goodies that ultimately find a way back? I wouldn’t mind having a Las Vegas PD Ball cap / Mug or whatever. I won’t ask for any, but if the loot is offered, I’ll accept most graciously. I hope I don’t have to travel out there too often…I don’t think I will, since we’ve got it pretty much open now, I’ll just be running maintenance.

Poo… It looks like I got stood up by the hippies tonight. Ah well, no biggie. If I don’t hear from them by 8:00, I’ll order some takeout.

Random Scotto factoid – all of my non-allocated (not in set aside armies) mage knight figures fit in three three-gallon ice cream buckets (available *free* at kilwins!) All of my heroclix just fit in one three-gallon bucket.