Where did Monday go?

I’ve been having back issues for a few weeks now. But I gave in to my stubbornness and went to a chiropractor.  After one treatment it seems I am on the mend. Another appointment Thursday so hopefully I will be back in action for work this weekend.

A shout out to the Manhattan guys that stopped by the Lodge Sunday, sorry I didn’t get a chance to say thank you and goodbye. I was probably in the back room whining like a little sally.

As you know, people have been known to have
unexpected brushes with the authorities from time to time, often on the way
home after a “social session” with  family or friends. Well, this year, it
happened to me. I was out for the evening to a party and had more than
several margaritas coupled with a bottle of rather nice red wine. It was
held at a great Mexican restaurant. Although relaxed, I still had the common
sense to know I was slightly over the limit. That’s when I did something
I’ve never done before…I took a taxi home.  On the way home there was a
police roadblock, but since it was a taxi they waved it past and I arrived
home safely without incident. These roadblocks can be anywhere and I
realized how lucky I was to have chosen to take a taxi. The real
surprise to me was I had never driven a taxi before. I don’t know where
I got it, and now that it’s in my garage I don’t know what to do with it.
   If you want to borrow it, give me a call.