Got up with the birds, made coffee and ruminated on the fate of Western Civilization while I leisurely regained consciousness. Showered and skipped a shave. Typed up and printed a couple of Orders to Show Cause and a Motion for a More Definite Statement for some folks that want to evade my last set of Interrogatories (Discovery process). Shop stuff. Posted over at 58 since Im on the computer anyway and when I go back to business my ducks are magically in a row cause the ol brain was at work on business without me even knowing it was. Made some business phone calls to L.A., Colorado and the East Coast. Posted some more and got into a dust up with a member (probably a good guy, wont hear a word against him) about DAs being slackers and useless (imagine my consternation, poor me) until Classanr stepped in with a good joke about The Judgment being EveryThing was My Fault with a picture of a hitch hiking escapee convict and so defused that; often the smartest guy in the room, Classanr. A highly developed sense of humor which is to say he can be insightful and funny as hell at the same time; a rare talent. This is a good chance to talk behind his back. Handled and buffed on a Colt repro. and shot some sling shot marbles at a herd of turkeys trying to tear up my grass and was going to do another piece of work but just said screw it and got on my trusty mountain bike and coasted into town. Had another coffee and a big oatmeal raison cookie and half way up the hill hooked a ride the rest of the way home in a nice lady friend's P/U. Read up at 58 again and here then grilled up some chicken chest and had a pretty standard day
and a good one. Most of mine are. Im like many of the boys here, never ever bored. There is always something to do that is either productive or fun and usually both.
At night I have been reading Noah Andre Trudeaus Gettysburg. Thats a good book.
I know Ive been going on like Johnnie and well, thats about it.
