My posts have been a little flat lately. Flat as all hell.
Today I recieved a gift basket from a client. It was from Josh Simpson's office staff. They filled it with little snacks and a JS glass ornament. I recieved it early this morning since I got a call from them around 7:30AM. We can't get online. NO ONE can get online. I drove the 30 minutes to Shelburne only to leave with a gift basket. No sense of accomplishment. I could NOT fix the problem, only circumvent the problem. I returned later with associates and managed to fix it.
I was greeted by a client this morning dressed like a secret service agent. He had a suit, long jacket, flag pin, USSS tie holder, earpiece and police radio, a "seal of the president" flag flying proudly in his yard and a homemade ID badge. I didn't know how to react. I would have probably done the same thing by now if I had any chutzpah. Ok, I was just looking for a reason to use that word.
Things could be worse. My blog could be called "Living with Diabetes - It makes me short with my family".
So, what the fuck is wrong with everyone today? Just throwing that out there.
Family Guy corner:How you uh, how you comin' on that
novel you're working on? Huh?
Got a a big, uh, big stack of papers there?
Got a, got a nice litte story you're working on there?
Your big novel you've been working on for three years? Huh?
Got a, got a compelling protagonist? Yeah?
Got a obstacle for him to overcome? Huh?
Got a story brewing there?
Working on, working on that for quite some time? Huh?
Yeah, talking about that three years ago.
Been working on that the whole time?
Nice little narrative? Beginning, middle, and end?
Some friends become enemies, some enemies become friends?
At the end your main character is richer from the experience?
Yeah?
Yeah!?