This morning's work email... especially for Rozebud

So the proposal that has had me feverishly busy since I returned from Nawlins in preparation for submission next Tuesday was at about 76 pages of draft text at 7 this morning. That included a nice 5-page Exec Summary that I tailored extensively yesterday, maybe 25 pages of Management Strategy, 12 pages of Past Performance, 30 pages of Technical Understanding, and Key Staff Resumes. Then an amendment to the solicitation comes out. MIND YOU: this is an amendment to a solicitation that, despite its having been "To be released any day now" for at least three weeks before ACTUAL release, came out with ZERO information in the way of proposal formatting or specifications. And this morning's amendment corrects that by saying "The proposals should be concise and talk only to this requirement... Three pages for management strategy and three pages for past performance and three pages for technical understanding will be sufficient."

Welcome to my world.

Oh! And! The contracting officer who serves as the point of contact on this solicitation and to whom the proposal documents must be emailed? Her name is Margaret Spencer.

I'll save her till after I sign.

Ok so no sonnet happening, it seems...

But I wrote a double dactyl last night on the commute home, prompted by my friend Chris who, last week in Nawlins, raved about how Amadeus was one of his favorite films of all times...

Salieri, schmollery.
F. Murray Abraham
Mordantly masterly
Mozart deplores:

'Fie! this vulgarian's
Contrapunctality
O'er my banality
Gallantly soars!'

Metro and the Joy of Life

Very nearly spontaneous on my commute home tonight:

The existence of YHWH I only suspect
When long Metro postponements befall,
Inasmuch as such torments precisely reflect
His creation, his humor, his gall,
And the rank, rotten, crushing, insulting, abject
Unbelievable SHIT of it all.