This call….
“Remember, this call may be monitored….”
Which is funny, to me, I always send the client the copy of the tape. I mean, it’s the tape itself, so it’s a copy of the reading.
Two-Meat Monday
Looks like I’m male. I’m sure some folks will be relieved to know that.
The ay it works out, I’ve got nothing but vegetarians on tap for Tuesday, which sort of crimps a BBQ style, unless it’s like tofu ribs, and asince I’m out of here early on Thursday for points west, I figured I’d better work in some BBQ when I could.
Flooding and landslides, and here? It’s been almost like spring. But don’t get lulled into a false sense of security, either, as the local weather patterns promise change. I was reflecting on that as I was standing barefoot at the edge the river, and then again, after I detoured by Sandy’s for a cone – I really did have to make a deposit to cover the rent check – busy weekend and all, so it wasn’t that far out of the way, not really.
But the weather is way too warm for January. Not that I’m complaining, but I’m not getting up early enough to fish. Plus, in another 48 hours or so? Temperatures will plummet again, and it will be bitterly cold. Reminds me of a certain aspect of modern life, one minute, warm, nice, and everything is wonderful, and then, for no apparent reason? A sudden blast of cold air from who knows where?
I’m not complaining. I was warmly greeted at the BBQ place, and I finally got to let them know that there really is a book with their namesake on it, Two-Meat Tuesday.
