It has cooled down considerably here on the Central Florida Coast, with daytime temperatures this week in the mid to high 60s and overnight lows in the upper 40s to mid-50s. Perfect sleeping and snuggling weather, and the fish are biting, too! And some of them are big. Look at this monster drum that one of our neighbors caught the other day. I definitely need to get out there and have some fun.
Not that I don’t have fun at home, too. Someone told me when I was a young man that if you enjoy what you do for a living, you’ll never work a day in your life, and I have found that to be true. Terry and I have said many times how fortunate we are that we don’t have to go out and go to work someplace. I can sit at my desk and write stories and have a great time. And I don’t have to wear a mask at home!
In fact, that’s what I did yesterday, worked on my new John Lee Quarrels book. I am at or very near the halfway point now, and the first few chapters have already been printed out and are going through the various editing and proofreading stages.
Speaking of books, I have received all kinds of reviews for my books over the years. Many, many five-star reviews, which I really enjoy, and some one-star reviews that keep me balanced, and I appreciate all of them, but I think this one has to be my favorite review of all time.
Speaking of reviews, we’ve always been a fan of Mayim Bialik, who played Amy on The Big Bang Theory, so we decided to check out her new sitcom, Call Me Kat. Four minutes of it was all that either one of us could take. It wasn’t just bad, it was painful to watch. I hope Ms. Bialik can find a better project the next time around because there’s no doubt in my mind that this one won’t last very long.
We also watched Death to 2020 on Netflix, which is a spoof documentary of the happenings of the past twelve months. Some people have called it laugh out loud funny, and while I wouldn’t go that far, it had its moments. Especially the vapid blonde White House spokesperson who lived in a world of denial, and a couple of other characters. If you’re tired of reruns, it’s worth an hour of your time.
In closing, the wife of a friend of mine from my Army days read yesterday’s blog and said I forgot to add one part to my story about the MPs failing their firearms qualifications. None of them were allowed to carry their weapons on duty, which meant that as they were all slowly requalified, some guys were working 12-hour shifts seven days a week. Can you guess which MP I made sure was the first one to requalify and have to do that?
Thought For The Day – If I had a dollar for every time a girl told me, “I like you, but not that way” they’d like me that way.