World's... Worst... Blogger

Ok, I know I've been bad and I won't make any excuses for it. But on the positive side, my Aces High score is in the Top 25%. Now, if I could just parlay that into an income...

Speaking of income, I finally signed papers with Devon. Looks like there will be an addition to the royalty check in a few months. I was really hesitant to sign and could have buggered the whole deal. I can get along just fine without it and there is a certain person it would keep from getting a nickle. But there were also people involved that I didn't hate (proper use of the term) and I thought "why drag them into my misery?". My kharma rules won that decision. But man what a classic dish of revenge served cold that could have been! One big factor that swayed my decision was the well and the field will be named after my Grandfather. Couldn't let that opportunity slip away.

Note to Barnacle: How much is that lot across the street? I might be able to make an offer soon.

Meghan McCain has a new book out that I'm definitely going to read. I've been impressed with her for quite a while now. I believe what she says is far more honest than the average Republican bear. Reminds me of her father pre-2000 and gives me hope for what the GOP might eventually become if they don't run all the good ones off..

This is the opening weekend of Dove season in North Texas and I'm taking a few days of well deserved vacation and aggression therapy. You'd be surprised what a couple days of beer, guns and BBQ can do for the soul.

My personal favorite method of cooking dove breast is marinate in Italian salad dressing (is there anything you CAN'T use that on?), insert slices of sweet onion and jalapeño, wrap in bacon then drizzle with fresh lime juice and grill to taste. You can thank me later...

The weather forecast looks good for hunting. A cold front is expected to move in this week and drive the temperature down. That should put the birds on the move and in search of food. I hope that holds out. If so, between my place and BIL's, we should be able to come up with enough birds for a decent cookout. So Far I haven't seen a single dove.

I learned a few former co-workers at my old job have either transferred or given notice due to inability to work with management. Hate to see them leave, they were good workers and good people. I'm positive they will move onto more successful and lucrative positions elsewhere. But, maybe now they finally understand why I transferred the hell outa there first chance I had and did so with no regrets. I'd say more, but it goes against my credo of "separation of work and blog".

Of course that only holds true until they finally piss me off enough to open my biiiggg mouth!