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Sunday, January 27, 2002
Quick re-cap. The house has shingles and the electrical work is done. Things are progressing nicely.
I was sick on Friday. How sick you ask? I actually called in sick to work. Mark your calendar kids. Third time in 4+ years.
I have to work again today and it is going to be busy and the fat-slapper is going to be there. When it rains, it pours.
Quick sidenote. My wife, God bless her, has come up with the "ideal job" for me. She wants me to become a armored truck security guard. Because "you get to work in groups, carry a gun, and stand around". I said, "I think people try and rob those things. I don't know if that is a very good idea." To which she replied, "I'm sure you get some sort of training." Oh, and the best part is that if I get SHOT I get workman's comp. It was just like in the cartoons when her pupil's turned into little dollar signs. And all I have to do is get shot. Seems reasonable to me.
Craig @ 12:48 PM
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