Morning all:

” The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it’s just sort of a tired feeling.” — Paula Poundstone

That tired feeling had me firmly in its grip this morning. It was finally the thought of digging into that new Kilo of Tim Horton’s coffee I picked up in Toronto this week that finally motivated me.

That tired feeling can come about from more than just taxes. A week of living with a heat index hovering around 108 will do it. Going in for a root canal and having them say “the front root is too difficult to get at so we’ll have to go through the gum” will also do that. The latter is the exact comment I listened to yesterday morning.

The gum thing is now scheduled for two weeks from now. Last night my half a root canal gave me “that tired feeling” and I took advantage of it by sleeping in this morning.

Every so often something does hit on the mark. My quickie trip into Green Bay had my travel group book me in a ‘boutique’ hotel. Here it was the small 28-room 3 story St. Brendan’s Inn built on the side of the Fox river. What made this place interesting were the great food and the fact that a third of each room was effectively a large ‘wet room’. The Jacuzzi and the rainfall shower were all in the open. Click on the photo to enlarge.

Talk about hitting the mark. This week’s travel to Toronto was ostensibly to unseat a competitor. I have since already received feedback from the prospect—it was very positive. A little gloating shouldn’t matter too much – knock on wood.

For this week’s Hall of Fame there are two new inductees. Adrianne, for taking first steps on the path that begins her professional career. She will be setting up a new outreach program for the local Association for the Blind. Next is Kellen who, at 13-months of age, has graduated and is now officially a human “flotation device”. His final exam was getting dunked in the pool, winter clothes and all, including shoes, bobbing up, turning over, and then calmly float along. Congratulations!

Make it a great week everyone.

Cheers,

Dirk