Three months. Out of work and in a hospital to moving to the Mojave Desert in California for a job. Once in awhile it is almost one of those, is it real moments. Sounds a little nuts but I am still around for a whole lot longer. The odds say I will watch granddaughters walk down the aisle at some point. That is a good feeling. And one of them is just recently a teenager. Yikes!
So for today, the browbeating I was going to give reid, baucus, dodd and the rest of the new communist party will have to wait.
Remember that perspective post? There it is.