“Our software products cascade from simple operations to some of the most complex on the market. My programming partner, James and I, have written a...ll of those programs and yet Mr. Phillips name is on all of the final products. He can barely write code anymore.“The same situation exists in each of your areas of responsibility. So, on the drive back from camp, after we all had our reconciliation, Diana and I had a bit of time to do some wild ass speculation. Sasha found out in the HR files that. Early on Kath and I had decided that we didn't want children, a good decision as now there wouldn't be any custody battles, but even though we wouldn't have a family we still wanted a big house. We looked for something with acreage so we could have privacy. We found a four-bedroom ranch on six acres and snatched it up. Kathleen took one bedroom for her home office and I took one for my den.I went into my den and walked over to the clothes closet that I had turned into a mini storeroom and where. They stand tall and proud when photos are taken, and they know that they are contributing in an important way. In fact, the boys could have you on a field team as early as tomorrow afternoon, learning the ropes. I assure you, that once you see all the cars driving by, some slowing up, some stopping, and all the cameras shooting and clicking away at you in the nude all shaved up with your slave collar, brand, rings, and bell on full display, you're going to start feeling mighty proud to be a. Superior Waves". This wasn't the first time Scooter had seen the T-shirt. She'd thought it was just a joke until she'd met Crystal's boyfriend Randy, and later her college roomie Myleigh, who explained in prissy language, "Yes, we are among a small group who are considered either demigods or certifiable lunatics for daring to surf the ice-water mansions of Gitchee Gumee." The stories Crystal told of winter storm surfing on Lake Superior weren't just stories at all! Scooter was a mildly.