A man called me from a baseball game today and gave me some wise words...words that would make me re-examine my life.  Words that would make me see the world for the first time.  This man, whose identity will not be disclosed at this time, was watching the Rochester Honkers battle the Brainerd Blue Thunder in Northwoods Leauge action Saturday night.  Rochester, one of the South Division's top teams, figured to handle Brainerd without much trouble, as the Blue Thunder were bottom feeders in the North Division.  Rochester's hometown faithful were in for quite the shock when Brainerd scored six runs in the away half of the sixth to take a three-run lead into the later stages of the contest.  This just goes to show you how important middle relief is in all levels of baseball.  Wait, I think I forgot what I was talking about.

Oh yeah, wise words...This man, whose name I will still not reveal, but I will say it rhymes with Feein Manderson, in his infinite wisdom, said these choice words:  "Here's an idea, update your fuckin' blog."  Brilliant.  You are a blinding, brilliant light from heaven.  Those words were like looking into the face of God and seeing him smiling back, saying "you are my most wondrous creation."  I am born anew in your genius.  My good man, I am not alone in thinking that you make Ghandi look like a child pornographer.  When you hear words like those, you tend to take them to heart.  John McLellan tells me daily to update my blog, and I don't do it just to spite him.  That irritating son of a bitch.

So here's my update.  I work all the time, it seems.  I travel constantly and I love it.  It sure beats the hell out of working for a stonemasonry company in the 115 degree heat, waking up at 2:15 in the morning to go and try communicating with 20 cue balls.  I call them cue balls because the harder you hit them the more english you get out of them.  Seriously, though, I rarely hit them.  Rarely is a relative term.  Like if I only took a breath once every 30 minutes, I would say I rarely breathed.  I digress. 

I am in the flood insurance business now as an account manager/marketing rep.  I just travel around to insurance companies and insurance agencies in the west on behalf of my company, their vendor.  I'm their first point of contact with my company, so I report back to the departments to which their particular concerns apply.  Basically I just travel around and make sure people are happy.  It's a good fit for me.

For right now, that is all I do.  I have very little social life anymore, but that's mostly because most of my friends leave Arizona during the summer to escape the oppressive heat.  It's hot, and it's uncomfortable, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be.  It's all in your head, I guess.  I will be spending next week here in Phoenix, which is my first week at home since April.  I have a lot of work to do, but luckily Levi will be here and I won't get any of it done.  Actually, it should be good since we both have so much to do next week.  Expect full reports of the carnage and debauchery.  On Levi's blog. 

Well, as usual, I'd love to hear from everyone.  Call me sometime.  Don't visit, you might not survive the heat.  Come see me in October when I realize again why I put up with the heat for four months of the year.