Reflection

Yesterday I neglected to give a shout out to some very ordinary people who have (and had) done extra ordinary things, in some very uncomfortable places with some very unfriendly people.

Memorial Day just isn't the start of the summer and an excuse for me to work like one of Pharaoh’s slaves in the kitchen.

It's a time to truly reflect and thank those of you who have served and are serving so the rest of us have little to worry about except our bootleg developers.

I'm quite sure there are people on the face of this planet who wished they had my problems. Hell, I'd be willing to bet that some women can't even own property much less complain about it's condition.

This Brie eating and Chardonnay swilling southsider salutes you.