Well, as usual, I'm bouncing off the walls with excitement, because life here in the pleasure dome (my office) is just jam-packed with anticipation, exhilaration, and delight. Ooooh...there are so many things to talk about that I really don’t know where to begin.
Happy Birthday to Yours Truly
Let's start with the fact that yesterday was my birthday, which means I'm now 55 years old, or – as I prefer to think about it, celebrating the 34th anniversary of my 21st birthday (grin).
Yesterday evening, my wife (Gina the Gorgeous) took me, our son, and her parents out to supper at a local Mexican restaurant. The food was incredible as always. We finished with what they describe as a Mexican apple pie.
This is served sizzling on a really hot metal disk. The apple pie is drenched with a bobbling apple and cinnamon sauce, and it's topped with some sort of chocolate-caramel ice cream. The result is indescribably good (tastewise) and indescribably bad (in terms of my current diet, about which more below).
Pulling the Wool Over Your Eyes
Before we proceed further, have you heard about the book Wool by Hugh Howey? If not, then DO NOT DELAY. Bounce over to Amazon immediately and purchase a copy of the Omnibus Edition ($5.99 for the Kindle version or $14.36 for the paperback issue).