Yes, I was, but the stupid vacuum we have makes me want to take it out for a day of shooting fun. Now this is a dual sucking machine, it sucks up the dirt from the carpet OK, but it also sucks in the fact that you need to empty the stupid container every 6 feet of carpet sucked. It’s a Dyson, the pet sucking one, for those that care.  Can’t think poorly enough of the Dyson. Is Hoover still in business? Do they still make machines that have a bag? Do they all have the bag less feature? That would suck.

More . . .

Right now I’m waiting for the noise to start. WAIT, strike that! I’m waiting for Tori and Erin to come over.

Marketing meeting today at noon. I’m already seeing my influence taking place in the meetings.  Instead of a 4:00 meeting, we’re meeting at noon. My next idea will be be meeting in restaurants with a liquor license. Seriously, the late afternoon meetings made no sense and interfered with more than my dinner plans. We’re meeting with North Star, the marketing company we hired to promote the county and city.

I have a poker game scheduled for next thursday at Curt’s house, while he’s gone and can’t influence Jiminy’s poker skills. I quit playing there because he kept helping  Jiminy play and cost me pots. With Curt gone I may stand a chance. I really hate beginner poker players that can’t learn the game. Jiminy is a nice enough guy though.

Tom Clancy is dead. A loss indeed.

Weather here is getting nicer. Nicer = cooler in my eyes.

This government shut down is killing me!  Just kidding.

When the shit hits the fan, it’s always better to be on the backside of the fan.