So after working outside in the icy tundra for the past three days I am back in the office fighting more fires. One would think that I would be content with the fact that I am slowly thawing out my frozen body (by the heat of the inferno that has been set just for me - should I not be happy about this?). But no, instead, I think I am getting an ulcer. Perhaps I will take stock out in Pepto...hey we're heading for a recession - what have I got to lose except part of my intestinal lining (and all of my retirement)?
In addition to the onslaught of fire fighting, this is my busiest month at work. Translated into my terms - I am going to be driven to insanity. Look for me on the corner of Main and Chestnut surrounded by all the neighborhood strays. Be kind and throw me a couple of bucks...or some booze. A bottle of 1998 Reserve Mondavi Cabernet would be preferable.
Hey, I may become crazy, but my refined taste for good wine doesn't have to go with my mind, does it?