Friday, September 09, 2005

Jack of All Trades, Master of None

I'm put dow the hammer to reach for my cell phone. There is an SMS asking for advice: FORD or XWG. Easy - FORD. But hold for under $27.50, I write.

Back with the hammer,putting up another painting that has been in the closet for too long. Then there is a buzz. My Duck Canard should be ready. I turn down Diana Krall to hear the Duck sizzle in it's own fat. Like an obese woman on a hot beach.

Yet another buzz from the cell. It's now a phone call: Blanco or Reposado? For what? Margaritas! Always, Reposado. I hang up.

Feeling like Ask Jeeves. Heading over to the wine fridge. All these choices.

Picking up my electric guitar and disrupt the soothing jazz with a rock riff that could sooth the most savage beast. Am a I multi-tasking Renaissance Man, I ask myself. Oh no, one thing at a time.

Boeing's former Chairman died today, only 64 years old. I bet he wish he learned how to fly. Life is just to short. Keep hammering away on that resume. It could make a nice tomb stone one day.

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