a minor recant...

Well Folks,

the sun rose again c'est matin... as it will regardless of the foul mood we oft find ourselves encumbranced in.

I won't recant everything I espoused last night, because much of it would stand regardless of whether Father Sol decided to load upon the chariot for His morning sojourn...

But for much of the rant I can say I take full blame, or credit, or... whatever:)
Now-- on to today.

I was/ am hoping to rejoin the permanent american workforce today. Had a good interview @ Aca... uh, an undisclosed sporting chain. The irony is, if this company passes me over, they really have lost out.

NO ONE on this planet desires more to make a living @ PLAY than the MacMeister.

I moved to Hawaii when I was 18 years young. I worked pizza parlours and surf stores until birth of my son ( and primarily inadequate education there) led me back to the mainland.

The prospect of not only working for but being an inclusive member of a store so dedicated to the out-of-doors lifestyle is a real positive for ol' jimbo.

And yet...

Yet it really DONT MATTER.

Folks, I'll still PLAY.

I'm gonna climb rocks; I'm gonna fish; I may even work (no pun intended) out a way to buy that travel trailer and haul it to the Ozarks so i can fish and garden to my heart's delight (yes, multi-layered meaning inferred...:)

So,I didn't really mean to F**k YA [uh, unless you ARE Kerri Russell, and then I really meant "make love"...]; I just wanted to ...

Hell, I dunno.

I guess I was just playin'...

Love Ya.

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