One of the things I like about my job (of many things that I like about it) is that I have the opportunity to write blog posts rather often. Fortunately for you all, I honestly don’t have that much to talk about.
What doesn’t excite me about the e-mail posting is that I can’t take the time to properly add images.
Granted, my resolve to include a lot of images has waned – I should have taken a camera to that Jeff Beck concert.
But I didn’t.
Also, I think my daughter has semi-permanently snagged my camera – so that puts a small crimp in any plan to visually document my goings-on, such as:
* the three cactus plants I planted outside my front door
* the clean front and back lawns (except for the gigantic branch that fell right after they were cleaned)
* the clean back patio area (you know, the one that gets cluttered with branches)
* the UFO spaceship looking thing that is parked inside the former gas drilling site down the street
* burlesque show goings-on
* the insides of one of my guitars that I attempted to repair last night (with the wrong part)
Oops – I totally forgot that there was another team lunch today, but I was busy working on an important (relatively speaking) issue, so I don’t feel too bad about missing it. Who says there’s no such thing as a free lunch?
I also didn’t nearly hit the tiny Asian lady today, but I did see her. We made eye contact and she pulled that old Clint Eastwood grimace on me. I think we’re about to go to war.
