And, since there is a God....and she has this awful sense of humor....it was on the day of our great Deep Carmel Valley Hike at Hastings.
Mark was awesome....as always. I went home and slept for 14 hours.
Barely made it through today.
Almost walked from the job tonight. Busiest week of the year.
Then, I come home and talk to my friend....who has to drive to Camp Pendleton tomorrow at 5am for two suicide interventions, asked for by name.
Out in the ozone, when folks are grasping for straws...and actually want to stay here, my friend's name comes up.
His success rate is 50%.
I tried to tell him to think of baseball, not golf.
.500 in baseball puts you in the Hall of Fame.
"Yeah, but.....half of the guys.....
Trying to be the Tiger Woods of suicide.......
Catering looks easy...
No....Catering IS easy.....