I have a couple of housekeeping items to attend to here. First, someone pointed out that creosote bush smells bad, I think the phrased used in the comment was, "Stinks to high heaven". Well, that depends on what you mean by stinks. It does smell though. Secondly, I want to make it clear that D. Chedwick Bryant, a cat who digs perfumes & Bob, had no paw or claw in my late father's bout, real or imagined, of cat scratch fever. Ched is a cat who maintains the highest standards of feline hygiene and those who say otherwise, are itching for a fight. You may recall from previous posts, that I am sometimes puzzled by the lengths that other people will go to in order to avoid doing the simplest things. Usually those things are their jobs, but not always. I got a voice mail forwarded to me today by a coworker. In the voice mail a customer asked to be called back about a very specific question. The fellow that forwarded the voice mail to me, included his own introduction to the message. He asked me to return the call instructed me that if the guy means "A" I am to tell him yes, if he means "B", tell him no. I wonder why, if a person knows the answers to the guy's question, he sends it to me to do? It's not as if he is the boss or anything, just another lunkhead in the office. If you happened by a golf course located just off one of the major thoroughfares in our fair city this morning and thought, "that devilishly handsome fellow looks like Merle Sneed", you would have been right. I took off a few hours today to play golf with my friend the seafood magnate, his son, the heir-apparent to the seafood empire and some guy named Phil, a pal of the tycoons. I strolled into the office at noonish and I have to say that I can get down with the half day of work as a concept. I may have to make the Thursday golf outing a weekly event. The lovely Mrs. Sneed, on the other hand, just rolled into the garage, after a 12 hour day at work. Its refreshing to see the the American work ethic is alive and well somewhere. Merle. Tag: Daily Life Personal Finance Humor