Sometimes I Just Want to go Fishing
This past Friday I just wanted to go to work. But clients being what they are, generally speaking, dumb as a box of rocks, that didn't happen. That's okay, the…
A Past Squirrel Hunt in Three Parts: Part Three, the Descent Into Hell
. . . But when they stopped, usually on the side of a tree facing away from me, they may as well have vanished into thin air. I headed in…
A Past Squirrel Hunt in Three Parts: Part Two, the Build Up
By the time December rolled around, I was beginning to believe that getting out again in 2007 just wasn't going to happen. Finances had taken a nose dive once again.…
Living on the Edge of Civilization
A little after 5 o'clock and I'm leaving the office building hell that surrounds O'Hare airport for the 50 mile commute home. Luckily 98 percent of the drive is all…