
Nothing going on but the rent
Work really interferes with my life. Things could be worse; I could be unemployed. At any rate, I am still working on the squirrel guest blogger bit. It is coming, but I have a little piece of video I need first.
I am handling the no running directive from the doctor OK. Not really, it is driving me crazy. I have to use the orbital trainer at the gym and do all kinds of other exercises instead. That’s the breaks.
We are at a football fever pitch down here. The Saints are only one game away from their first Super Bowl appearance. All they have to do is beat the Chicago Bears on the road this weekend. I sure hope they do it. What a story that would be – to be 3 and 13 one year and go to the Super Bowl the next – unimaginable.
It’s getting late, so I need to get the coffee ready for the AM, let Bear out for his final pee, turn out the lights, and lock the door. I have a 4:30 am wakeup call to go to the gym. Yippee (said with all the sarcasm he could muster.)
Until the next time
John Strain