Friday, September 10, 2010
King of the Hill
My Way The best of Frank / Frank Sinatra
Let me just say, it was a bad day. On top of a bad week. Many of you heard about this bad day and bad week in other venues. I've decided NOT to rant about it here for two reasons: 1. I've been trying NOT to swear like a sailor on this blog. 2. There were enough things that I also don't want to open myself up for a law suit.
That being said, I am going to share the one really cool thing that happened today. It was brief, but still. Today, I'll take what I can get.
I was driving to dinner tonight. I had yahoo-ed my directions and was traveling over hill and dale, over the river and through the woods. I rounded a corner and there at the bottom of the hill was a huge field dotted with white. As I got closer I identified sheep! Then noticed some of them were little goats! Some of you know, I kind of have a fondness for little goats.
There were at least 100 of them. All grazing happily and as I got closer and the road ran around by the field, I noticed one thing. Not a sheep, but a big huge sheep dog guarding the fort. It was very cool.
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