Once in a while, you go through weeks in business, in your own life, that you can easily term as “statement weeks.”
I’ve realized that there are a lot of things that I can’t do and there are a lot of things that I am clueless about.
If you are thinking that I am thinking about a career change, take this however you wish, but no I am not. It was just a passing thought Sunday afternoon while stepping into a beast of a machine.
I’ve had a thought for awhile, and it’s just now coming back into play again: what if your cat, or pet, is unbelievably friendly and loving to you and to other people, but is the meanest, fight-picking bully around every other animal?
An interesting factoid of sorts developed this week during Clay County’s rendition of “Friday Night Light.”
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