Improving your Game

Whatever we choose to do for a living (whether we like our profession or not) or hobby, if you want to improve your game, you gotta see how the successful people in your field have done it before. If you’re a computer person, it would behoove you to read a book by Bill Gates. If you play basketball, watching Kobe Bryant score 80 points a game should inspire you. So on and so forth.

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Medicinal Patrol

Ate at a picnic yesterday; great food. Didn’t know anyone; they’re all my Dad’s friends. Pharmacist by trade my Dad is, so are most of his friends. All the pretty girls were taken, and the only thing the men would talk about are new drugs on the market. I decided to get some of our stuff (chairs, basket, etc.) and go home early; after all the Saints were going to be on TV.

I was driving down the Interstate yesterday on my way back home, when I got pulled over by the blue lights. You always get this nervous feeling in your stomach when this happens: how much will the ticket be, will this go on my insurance record, etc. I was pulling out my license and insurance and, as I thought would happen, the patrolman stepped up to my window. He was an older man, in his fifties I’d say. Gruff type. Wore sunglasses and everything. Good thing, because I’m sure his eyes would have pierced deep into my very soul.

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7 Years

I look at my life right now, and realize it’s not what I pictured it would be let’s say…about seven years ago. Not that I’m unhappy about where I am; I actually feel blessed about some of the occurrences happening for me, but it’s different. It simply makes me wonder where I will be in seven years from now. Many of the friends I have now, I didn’t know seven years ago. Many of the people I knew seven years ago, I don’t see them anymore.

In seven years, I imagine I’ll still be friends with people I know now and I have a pretty good idea where I’ll be. I guess it’s because I’ve increased my prayer life and I’m more in tune to God’s will.

Oh, and I’ve seriously reduced my intake of pork…yeah, that’s gotta help, too.

An Old Termite’s Plea

So I went outside to retrieve my mail just the other day, and one letter in particular gained my attention. Size matters; big or small. This letter was 1/2″ x 1/2″ (literally; I measured it), and the writing was so small that my eyes began to water from the pressure of concentrating. However, I did have some magnifying lens in my kitchen, so you know where we go from here…

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