A little public relations blogposting.

Dear Constant Blog Reader,

I have been informed that I am supposed to be writing blogs in lieu of Felson's striking on everyone for not paying attention to him at all times and not participating in his stupid poll (I put the stupid part in there, not Felson, he thinks its brilliant.)

So here we go.  I would like to apologize for him making a complete ass of himself and getting all pissy and telling everyone they are stupid.  He has no understanding of empathy or compassion or really anything that doesn't pertain to his immediate self.

Now that we have cleared that up, I am doing well on my New Year's resolutions.  I will also say that the book has been returned to me fully edited, and I think it looks pretty good.  I reformatted it today, and it is going back to the publisher and should be ready to buy whenever they decide they are good to go, which should be asap hopefully.

Work is good.  I am right on the edge of where my production is supposed to be, so I am preparing to go ape-shit on my trips come Saturday.  I am going to use slip sheets as much as I can stand to, which might not be as much as my co workers want me to, but come on, some trips don't need slip sheets.  I am going to keep my corners high and sturdy.  I am going to talk nicely to my head set.  And I am going to beep at every breezeway and stop sign/entranceway. 

I am going to turn my Walmart into my dojo.  And I am going in there to find spiritual nirvana in my production.  I will become the stack.  I will be the boxes.  I will flow effortlessly from slot to slot, wasting ZERO motion and utilizing minimal energy.

I will also try to make some more friends.  Even though I would rather be meditating in solitude, I will join in communion and make Walmart my church.  I will shake somebody's hand, and eat a cracker and drink some grape juice, unfermented.

And hopefully I will make it through the week without having to spend a lot of money, because I am strapped. Thanks Uncle Sam!

Love, Adam