The hardest part of the whole procedure was flying out to Atlanta for the Hooked on the Outdoors corporate retreat. The pounding, dull pain seemed to drag on forever--and those were just the meetings! (Ca-ching) Actually, the fatigued jaw, the long meetings, the jet lag, and busy schedule all helped me feel like an Advil-fueled automaton. Sitting in one place is especially hard when you're achin' (isn't that in a country song? i.e.
"Sittin' in one place sure is hard,
Man, the time just fidgets by,
Like the dryer settin' in the yard,
Waitin' for wet clothes to dry,
Ain't gonna happen, since my sweet Jolene left,
My heart's a Maytag on the lawn,
Sittin' here, getting stone drunk,
Singing my coutnry song")
Anyhow, today things finally feel a little better. Might actually run or bike at some point. The days are getting shorter so it's tough to do much after work. And there is work to do; my recovery from last week has left a pile of stuff on my desk to get through. At least some of it can be fun. I get to test a night vision system tonight. On the box they show uses for it: watching a coyote, setting up a tent, and breaking into someone's house. Which one should I try first?











