Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for March 15, 2018

I meant I wanted a desk big enough to land small airplanes on, in an office so big that my secretary needs a Segway to go from her desk to mine.

And this is where the devil in Devil’s Wager comes in. A direct misinterpretation of what you mean.

About time the boss was useful for something.

You may also have some questions about your Electric Chair.

Maybe he wants a short circuit, like Trump’s?

Oh, I don’t know. Seems it would be a great place to have meetings. Everyone could recharge their cell phones, tablets, and laptops.

He charges as much as he can.

The head of a Scottish Clan doesn’t always sit at the end of the table, because wherever he sits, that is the head of the table

And just what gadgets are installed under the desk?

Maybe Ben Carson can give him a good deal on a dining room table…

You better hope that transformer you have disguised as a desk doesn’t “cook off” when you spill your coffee!

He’s another Cabinet Member, who’s just pluggin’ along, trying to stay connected, and in charge.

Should’ve said he wanted a cocobolo desk

power lunch? no problem…