Back From Cali

After a week at a secure, undisclosed location I feel tanned, rested and ready. Ready for what I could tell you on many levels were I inclined to air not only mundane day to day things but my innermost thoughts here in cyber-space. So let's stick with mundane.

We enjoyed Disneyland Resort, as it is now called. We got to see our beloved las Medias Blancas play the Angelos in Anaheim and win. We got a lot of thinking and sorting out done. The number one thing I had to think about and ultimately come to grips with is this: I am an entrepreneur and I need to follow that bliss. I cannot work for the Man unless absolutely forced to, and that would probably lead to obesity, alcoholism and early death. Frank Herbert once coined the phrase "Fear is the Mind-Killer" and that is so true.

So with more guts than money, I stop looking for the traditional "job" tomorrow. Tonight, I hope to see the Sox open a final can of whoop-ass on the reeling Halos.