This morning no one from my "team" is here for a variety of reasons,
so it’s blissfully peaceful. I’m using the time to organize and think
about organizing everything so it seeps into my little comprehending
gray matter.

Since I was feeling so productive and humming droning bee-ish, aka
busy, I figured I’d skip the usual weblog bullshit blather.

But then, right there in the kitchen cabinets as I was snagging some
more free morning joe, there was something post-worthy staring me in
the face. Among the ample free snacking opportunities here at the
work farm — FREE BEEF JERKY.

Jerky, motherfuckers. While you tool in your workhouses (especially
you all "backeast" in the gloom and torment of New England), I could
be munching on dried bits of animal hide (or whatever it is).

I’ve always wanted to taste the jerky, but never wanted to spend any
of my hard-earned cash on it, lest it prove as disgusting as it looks.
Now I have opportunity. I just have to figure a time and place.