Perhaps it is because I haven’t worked so steadily over the past month as I have this week but I am damned glad to see this week end. There are several reasons for that, not the least that the baby powder I put under the insoles of my diabetic shoes didn’t help all that much the squeaking when I walk. The powder did fly out of my shoes like they were packed with a kilo of cocaine — great when you pass by federal marshals most days — not that I’ve ever had any cocaine in my shoe. Since these are black shoes, they carried a good coat of white dust until I wiped them clean several times today.
Other reasons exist why I am happy to see the weekend. I worked last weekend on a freelance project. So it has been a couple of weeks since I had two days in a row off. So here we are.
Let’s all just share happy thoughts for a good weekend and a better new week. Perhaps someone, maybe me, will win the lottery. Or maybe we will be struck by lightning, I think that is more likely to happen. But the main idea is to have fun doing what you do. I don’t know if it’s possible to have fun while being struck by lightning. Ben Franklin is always pictured as if he were having fun flying a kite with a key on the end during a lightning strike. Of course, I don’t suppose he really got struck. Despite the sound what I say is not cynical. It is not facetious, my friends. That’s from right here. (Thumping my chest where the heart always resides except in reality — Oops, sorry for the slip up.) Have a pleasant weekend.
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