Up early this morning for my regular Tuesday morning conference call. Got my coffee in hand and Cinnamon Raisin bread in the toaster. I'm ready to settle down to the sound of my district manager's voice and those of my fellow manager's as we try to come up with solutions on how to get people to spend money they don't have. Ummmm....
The air is filled with smoke this morning. It burns your throat and your eyes and reminds me of the days of my childhood in my neighborhood when people regularly burned their own garbage in a big drum. It's not a pleasant smoke smell like leaves simmering or Uncle Bill's pipe.
Also we are in such a drought. The land is so dry and dusty. Time for a rain dance I believe.
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