Well, here we are, early in the hurricane season and square in the sights of Irene, a potential category 4. Perhaps this and prior Boards of Directors should start explanations now about why they wasted time on trivia and personal agendas and vendettas instead of replacing our rusted out roof edge fasteners?
Come on guys, there has to be some lame excuse for spending time on firing people for not adequately kissing the hem of your robes or the deep concern and time spent deciding exactly where and when the Bay Colony Club mutts poop? Exactly what size should those garden bird houses be?
Or maybe they'd all be better off going into hiding?
