Well that happens manana.
However, the project at hand was in hand earlier than anticipated today, thus, leaving a void in the work week. I decided to fill said time with a leisurely blast up the hill to Vail, Colorado. Vail is a little poverty pocket west of Denver around 8,600 feet. I took in the sights, the flora & fauna, a hamburger and an adult beverage....or two.
If that Aunt in West Africa ever sends the $34 million she promised I might buy a shack here...... now, where is her number?
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