My leg hurts like hell, or the dickens ... depending upon your preference of dictation. It's the right leg. The middle one is working fine and the left one still has me dunking golf balls at any standard NBA Basket.
The Doctors tell me that I didn't pull anything and nothing was ripped apart. That's the good news. The bad news is that it may be something worse. When I asked for a second opinion, I got Leslie Nielson's cell number. I suppose some smart-ass has watched the movie "Airplane" in their past. Surely, I am serious.
I also learned quite recently that I probably won't get paid on loans closed awhile ago with a company that I wouldn't refer the guy (Shane Risher) to who gave me herpes back in 1996. I try not to be too sour about an agreement I never signed; I would just prefer that this community know the truth on such matters about such men. Hell, who needs money anyway.
The computer I use crashed the other day. Apparently, I had downloaded one to many clips of Gus Hall running for President. Obviously, it has been repaired ... but Gus Hall's Presidency can't say the same.
With the important things in life, I'm quite lucky. I've got the best parents this side of Florence Henderson and I met the other half of my heart and soul ... right here ... on AR. Her name is Jennifer Monroe and after falling in line behind Mr. Gehrig, I'm the luckiest chap in the world for that.
All that written, I've got to take a leak. Once upon a time I liked writing about the Industry I was in to educate, garner business, and hopefully plant the seeds that would stem into a career that I could be proud of. Such is not the case. The Mortgage Industry lost one of their "Good Ones" because one of their "Good Ones" couldn't make enough change to afford the habit of life. That begs the question or statement of, "Maybe I wasn't one of the Good Ones."
It's no matter. I will continue sharing my ideas, thoughts, ramblings, writings, and potential STD's until this forum pulls the proverbial plug on me.
And when that plug is pulled, I'll extinguish a bagel for the first time in my life. After all, this body of work deserves more than a few calories of frustration.
With Much Love,
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