That’s right, it’s a twofer day, two for the price of one.
Like manna from heaven, gems of wisdom are likely going to be drifting down in
pairs, like good boots, two make one, it's a twofer.
Found out yesterday that Filmore has an evection notice,
four weeks and he’s gone, and with him the medi-port goes at the same time,
it’s a twofer. Of course this means I got to get serious about poking food down
my throat.
And to help in that task is ruckpack, energy & Wellness
nutrition. Check em out at www.ruckpack.com. There stuff is so good they sold out and are
waiting for the next shipment. This is a
combat tested & proven formula, a twofer for kicking Charlie’s butt.
And to boot, in the package was pictures of my two beautiful
grand kids, the princess and the beast; she is a princess and he is a beast,
takes after his dad no doubt, but with his momma’s sweet disposition. Need I
say, another twofer.
Feeling pumped, going to try the in office work thing again,
last week was a little early but maybe today is the day. I like working from
home but feel more productive working from the office, at least when I need to
interact with the level1 techs.
Got a ruckpack down Filmore so anything is possible, let’s
roll, got to chatch the A-train and then the green line, yeah, a twofer.
Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler
Have a gret day, Pete!!
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