Sort of out of circulation this week. Besides being pretty busy around the office, took a trip on business to Corpus Christi today. Got home to be the Heir's shuttle service to baseball practice. Participating in a writing mentor project (have to look over papers), and doing some baseball auction stuff. Consequently, El Jefe is pretty whupped -- so no post tonight.
Going to visit the Sandman soon -- hopefully traveling from there to El Jefe's huge Dream Palace by the sea; where every day is a day off, the weather always nice, and each meal a banquet; and where the faithful major-domo has my slippers, a cigar, plus a scotch or three waiting. Of course, in Dream Land, the ever-loyal workers and peasants of my vast Empire are happy and have exceeded all production quotas, the Imperial treasury is full; and, finally, the comely Jenny McCarthy-look-alike El Jefe official mistress smiles with gladness to see the Great One, and wants to know whether I like the black dress, or the black dress. (The answer is, of course, yes).