While I'm as tired as I can be, did have a great day. Things are headed into at least taxi mode on the tarmac of life, just now waiting for tower okay to lift off.
Got a new squawk box in the General JaXson, which will help with communication for the winter time activity here going towing, so I'm happy there. We have a vendor that has as its command a squid, so not bad.
Okay then; got an email from our primary talent out of Salt Lake City. She for some odd reason wanted to meet the rest of some of ya'll in the Wolf Pack, which for many reasons I'd like her to, since we could have one helluva party. Problem though, making that request is a bit difficult, considering most of the Wolf Pack is still currently deployed on the deserts of the desert that borders the med, so making a phone call much less booking leave time on that front is a bit tricky, if not impossible. Then she wanted to meet many of the MC, which again is fine, provided I can get enough of you to freezing Evanston, likewise I realize most of ya'll have JOBS of your own. Many doing the heavy haul going high gear trailer trucking, so that is touchy. Maybe after she's a bit more blended in. Then she wanted to meet the photo smith, here. Again , but having one or all of them haul up here from Nashville or Atlanta is a if we rather if I can, get em here, fine. There needs to be more on board than just a meet and greet. Which is why I pushed for a rehearsal and try out run, here in the studio. We'll see.
Now to a personal side. One of our own that is my other half at the shop, is having some domestic issues. To the point of disbandoning. The one he feels is not for him, which I can't understand, I don't see anything wrong with her, but women are like used trucks, you really don't know what its like until you have to drive and maintain it, more over you really don't know if it leaks , until you see the puddle under . One of the hardest things to watch is a guy in pain over a woman. Sure he hides it real good, but you can see his insides wringing out pain, dissappointment and more. You want to help, but you don't know how or if you should, but I and the club stand ready should he ask.
A few more things, here as my body and eyes are about to close without guidence. I see daily good looking women, at least I think so, who sign up to be added to my Google + pages. Question is who are they really? and are they for real, and why the hell me? If its a honey looking to hook up either professionally in one of our productions, or on a personal level, call me, better yet come to Evanston, and lets get together. Or don't bother me. Sure I'd like to get my wick wet and get tight with a foxy vixen in denim , or stockings, but I've been hurt way too much, too deeply, that I've pretty much turned that side of me off. I have had to face the fact, for all the good and bad Monkee(Janice) was the best thing that ever happened to me, and due to a albeit accidental indescresion I lost her. You get one maybe two good women in your life, given to you by Heavenly Father,(God), mess it up and there are no more. Just some very close near miss's. You only get one shot at domestic bliss, once you burn that crossing, you're done.
Any mile need to get to bed, see you on the radio this afternoon.
TTYLY
