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Monday, November 01, 2004
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"Dozen on the sqawk and a freakin' change, Six Three Alpha. Thanks for the help, Center, so long..."

There's nothing like a prolonged period without any earnings to get the spirit lower than knee-high to a dogs ear. (whatever that means) All I know is, I spent a week in Durant, OK, followed by half a week off, followed by two weeks of really crappy weather... in case you are wondering, this all adds up to Jeff not having the bounty of wealth that was assured him by employers upon accepting his current position with the university. Well, they never actually assured me of that... come to think of it, they never really assured me of anything... I'm not really even sure that I really work there, but they seem to pay me for work duties that I faithfully perform.

I dodged thunderstorms the entire way back from Conway to Tulsa yesterday, and after flying over two hundred miles, I simply could not go a measly fifty-four more. I shot the ILS into Tulsa Riverside Airport and tied the airplane down just before it started a downpour... really more of a deluge. Ever since, it's been "raining like a child with no father." I'm skipping more classes than I'm attending, and it seems like the end of high school all over again. Four years ago I was coasting through school with an attitude befitting a lottery winner, and now I find myself in the same mindset. Hopefully similar results result. I suppose I can't look forward to another period of slacking off until I'm about ready to retire... so let's say for the sake of argument forty years? Surely I deserve a short breather before forty years of hard work commence, so I'm taking that as we speak. I forsee a lot of last minute panic and frustration that hopefully leads to a happy graduation on my part. I'll get to smile for the pictures, flip a lot of administration the proverbial ornathological specimen and tell them not to call asking for money in the near or even not so near future.

As for the state of the union... I've done my part, and will certainly be watching to see the fate of the nation. I have to agree with Matthew's sentiments concerning a disastrous Kerry victory. It will only mean four years of getting nothing accomplished. I do wonder what would become of our "war on terrorism" however. That's not something you can leave half-finished. I have to have faith that The Big Guy knows who would be best for our nation at this point in time, and believe that's who will emerge victorious. We all refer to it as "winning" the Presidential race. I'm not so sure it's as much a matter of winning as it is being entrusted with a duty. It seems like a lot of responsibility to me... just to get your name and picture in the history books so children two hundred years from now can complain about having to learn about some other white, aglo-saxon protestant male. The liberals will just teach revisionist history anyway...

Off to bed, and a good read.
Jeff C.


 
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