So after having slaved away for the ol' corp. for over eight years, I finally got a window seat. Not a window office, but a window seat. It's not even a window cube, but a pseudo cube. We have cube walls that outline an area large enough to seat anywhere from four to six nerds, and our work areas face the cube walls for the most part. Fortune having shone down upon me, I landed, during the last reshuffling of departmental humans, in a corner the allows me to face the window. Ah, what a splendid view of the parking lot and three pine trees have I! When things get stressful and I have to handle yet another emergency due to the unending faults of others, I just look out amongst the Hondas, Toyotas, Dodges, and my lowly Saturn, and think to myself, "Wow, I'd really like to have that 4x4 Cummins turbo diesel Dodge Ram pickup over there." But today my view, for the morning, was a bit different due to the white hulk of a BloodMobile having displaced about six perfectly g