(I know it’s not a real world – get over yourself)
Bit of a catch up day here as I paused to remember 9-11
yesterday. The weather has definitely turned
towards autumn which is a Godsend. I
think the word I’m looking for is “crisp”.
I don’t think there’s a better place in the world to be than New England
in the fall. My wife and I have agreed
to disagree about this sicne she considers temperatures below 70 as hardship
living. I love having the windows open
and having to burrow deeper under the quilt as the nighttime temps head
south. I don’t think I’ve slept sounder
in my life than in the past week, semi-intoxicating (and the leaves haven’t
even turned yet!).
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| Birthday Boy at One of His recent Public Speaking Appearances |
Today is also the Keene Friend’s birthday. I don’t think I’ve ever met a better or more
genuine person. His first thought is
always on what he can do to help those close to him. I consider myself blessed to call him friend
and knowing he’s had my back since the 7th grade. My wife and I are heading up to Keene
tomorrow to hang out and celebrate his day with him.
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| Mother In Law's Birthday |
It’s kind of a birthday laden week around here as a number
of other people at work are also marking their day (January is very cold). No such excuse down in tropical Panama but
one of my favorite people in the world celebrated her 82d birthday on
Wednesday. My mother in law was
subjected to a joint chorus of Happy Birthday with me singing. I’m glad she withstood that auditory horror
enough to allow her “kids” to take her out to dinner along with my father in
law. One of the PanaGals sent some pictures
and both my wife and I wished we could have been part of what looked like a fun
night.
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| Hump Day Luncheon Partners |
On that same day I had one of my hump day lunches with my favorite
son where we commiserated about our fantasy football fortunes. Since he’s the league commissioner he had to
take a higher road than I did as I wallowed in recrimination at my ineptitude. I’m facing the Wing Man and certain defeat
this weekend. My son is continuing his
house hunting with the ABFA now that the wedding hullabaloo has subsided.
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| My Wife Poring Last Night |
My wife spent the better part of two hours poring over 900 official
wedding photos which she accessed electronically last night. The photographer did a great job capturing
the emotion, excitement, fun, and love that permeated the day. My wife selected nearly 200 that she wanted
to get printed and thought she saved the selection in the web site’s “my
favorites” section. When she summoned me
to review there were only two photos there so something wasn’t done right. I was immediately assessed as the culprit.
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| Sample of the Artist's Work |
Culprits were the name of the game in finishing my latest
foray into the world of Vince Flynn and his uber-hero Mitch Rapp, Memorial
Day. Mitch is back to doing what he
does best which is thwarting terrorist attacks which brings the attendant body count. As with all of Flynn’s books the pace was
relentless and the tension peaks in the second half to the point I literally
could not put the book down. The last
quarter of the book was the best action I’ve read in this series of books which
is saying a whole hell of a lot.
Mitch deflects one nuclear bomb attack only to learn his
work is not done. He has to battle
terrorists as well as holier than thou progressive Washington politicians. One aspect of Flynn’s books than I enjoy is
the set up for the next one. He always introduces
some secondary characters, usually villains, who aren’t definitively dealt with
in the current book. In other words they
survive, but have exposed themselves to Rapp’s radar, never a healthy course of
action. This wets the appetite to continue
to the next book expeditiously which I did five minutes after finishing Memorial
Day.
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