So, I want a reset. A palette cleanse. I want to get back to being stupid; although I don't know how I could get any stupider than the World actually is, in this day and age. When in Rome, right? I'm gonna start with a stupid video, as I have an idea in mind. And also, on the less serious side; but not all that less serious...I am going to do a soft launch for my new book. A teaser campaign, if you will. Can you tease a teaser campaign? I guess we'll find out. In any event, if you are so interested; look for the following image, which is the new book's cover. Hopefully it will be available by Christmas! It's called 84 on the Floor. So keep watching these spaces.
Seriously!
...This retreat was pretty swank, real estate wise. The grounds were stunningly beautiful and went on and on as far as money could buy. And the church had the money. We were on some prime real estate. Amazing what you could acquire without having to pay taxes.
I suppose my mother’s motives were coming from a place of concern; concern for my soul and the salvation of it. However, she apparently didn’t do enough research. This boys retreat was not only spiritual, it was physical. And apparently for hockey players. I couldn’t skate period. I did not own ice skates. And I certainly did not own hockey equipment. Do you know how humiliating it is to try and play hockey in Earth Shoes? I do. Thanks Mom!
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