It’s another nice morning. It was nice yesterday except for a noon thunderstorm and an afterwork thunderstorm. Both the times I would have gone to the beach.
I am alternately bummed out and elated about ending my job. It is definitely illegal, giving it to who they gave it to. Hope I don’t regret not playing hardball with them. Hope I don’t regret going quietly. Yesterday my boss gave me a major installation to do before I left. But it’s “hand over week”, where I hand the reins to my replacement. So I “handed over” the job over to him.
Anyway, I have been hearing there are seahorses at Don Fosters Dive Center, maybe I’ll head over there at lunchtime and confirm they don’t exist. I’ve never seen one, and am aware of the worldwide conspiracy to make me believe these mythical creatures are real. And I know you’re in on it too.
A dude on a seahorse