It was hard getting up and going back to work this morning. I drove to Cookeville and set up a printer. It was refreshing to break out of the typical day of support calls and conference calls and emails.
I would share interesting stories from this weekend but it was nothing more than a blur of Walmart, Birthday parties, and yawning.
I watched Fidel Castro live on CNN sitting behind a very tiny desk. I guess Cuban desks are smaller than American desks?
Fidel Castro is single-handedly bringing back the track suit. I hear it is the hip new style of senior citizen dictators around the globe.
And now the rain is on the way back in for the night. Yes, we need the rain. Blah, blah, blah. It would just be nice to not get it all at once every time.
That’s all for tonight. Yawn.