Sweet Smells of Monday

As the title would suggest it is Monday. But I thought you were going to post all weekend and be a big shot? Um, well ol' Tugboat had some personal things to deal with so it wasn't an ideal situation for posting. It would have gotten quite melancholy. All the BoJack Horseman in the world can't cheer you up sometimes. But things are looking up, it's a new week filled with new days and new storms. There is a thunderstorm forecasted for today. I have several major chunks of annual items to crush this week along with some other regular work to handle. It is shaping up to be a good week I think. 

I did some phone talking yesterday with old friends. It isn't as often as I should be I tried to call a few people to check in. I think I'm going to try and hit up one old friend a week to see where they are in their journey. That will be my task. I don't foresee it going far but isn't the sentiment honourable? Whenever I feel guilty about not calling them regular enough (ie ever) I remind myself that phones work both ways. That usually settled my guts down. But I'm going to try it on see if I can make it fit. If nothing else then to drive traffic here and to the podcast. Which, now that Cheese has returned to normal-ish life, I hope to get back to. I didn't get any of my own segments done as an initial foray through me off my rhythm and thus off course. I better get some of those done too. Now I've begun to noticeably ramble. I will cut it off now and see you soon.