Sometimes I don't even make it inside the fence before I have something to write about. Heck, today I just barely made it out of the parking lot.
Normally, I don't have alot of contact with the admin people across the street. I go there twice a month for my check stub and now and then for some paperwork, but for the most part I leave them to their world and they leave me to mine.
It's not that they aren't nice people or anything. I know almost all of them and many of them know me.
It's just... they're admin and I'm custody. Even though we all have the same ultimate goal and job to perform, we move in way different circles.
I try to stay out of their way and for the most part they stay out of mine.
Anyway, I'm walking through the admin building after checking my mail box and on my way out the back door when one of the assistant wardens comes around the corner. He looks at me and smiles real big and raises his fist in the air and says "Go get 'em!"
I just stopped and raised an eyebrow and said "What?"
He pumps both fists in the air like a cheerleader and says "Go on in there and get 'em!"
I just looked at him for a second and he smiles again and says "You don't look happy to be here! Why not?"
I just shook my head and said "You aren't supposed to be smoking that stuff here."
He laughs and punches me in the shoulder and says "Boy! Wouldn't that make working here easier!" And he laughs again and heads on upstairs to his office.
Maybe I'll just let the stuff in my mailbox pile up a little longer.
I've heard that Uncle T is out of the hospital and back home. Hopefully he'll be able to come back to work soon. It's too hot for me to be out on the yard.
Saturday is going to be National Pink Day, Pink Flamingo Day, Let It Go Day, The Great American Backyard Campout and National Pecan Sandy Day.
And go green (but only in a totally legal way).
Ramblings - *Cliff and I went to the Mayview Picnic today, using our largest tractor (the Oliver 1855) as transportation. They have a huge yearly tractor drive that u...
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