These guys here have a BBQ on wheels.
They have a caterers license, a venders permit, and a health permit.
I think thats about all that you need.
The BBQ grill runs around $1,000.
The trailer would be another $1,000 (maybe).
And I've gotta tell ya, my BBQ is much better.
We'd advertise to Bars. They call, and we're quick!
I can use my corporation to handle the expenses.
I think its worth a shot.
Only problem is, where can we smoke 20lbs of BBQ for 24 hours?

Toilets that you have to flush 3 times.
Freeways that split, then split again, then merge, just to split again!!!

Some of the people are clickish,

But then again, I guess thats okay.
-- Uh, I guess thats about it --

Opportunities have been drifting my way for jobs in Florida, Georgia, Illinois, and Arizona.
They all sound great, but I will miss it here.
I'll miss the friends I have here,
the countryside, and all the excitement.
What I'm going to miss most of all though, is being a 7 minute walk away from 4th Street Live! It is, by far, the most exciting place in Louisville. Michael Bolton and Michael McDonald are coming in the next few weeks. Three Dog Night will be here too. And they'll be around the block from where we live.
These are the best times I've ever had.
I wondered why destiny sent me here, and now I think I finally realize the reason. It was to simply to enjoy life, and to not be such a nerd!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
BECKY

Don't you wish you looked this good.
Becky makes anyone look good that's near her.
She's a go anywhere, do anything kind of person.
Becky's secret:
A good attitude - If you've lost your smile, you've lost it all.
Most Quotable Saying:
He wants his cake, and sleep in it too.
What Becky wants most for her birthday:
ME !!! Ya just can't beat that.
Like I tell everyone that sees me with her,
"You gotta get yourself one of these !!!".
Being with her is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

Being on the market for jobs means you've got to be ready for phone calls, anytime.
Its a big world out there with lots of time zones.
I came home last night, Becky was out front with Ms Beatty.
They wanted to know if I could help her by taking a couple of boxes to the Greyhound Bus Staion. I said sure, but I've got to hop the phone for an interview. It turned out it wasn't a couple of boxes, it was a truckload, and it had to be hauled from the six floor. We emptied out the truck, loaded up the boxes, and I had my phone interview in a parking lot. Ms Beatty gave Becky $50, which was really nice, but we didn't ask for anything.

 

Distance Calculations
Two blondes who were living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking,
and one blonde says to the other, "Which do you think is farther away... Florida or the moon?"
The other blonde turns and says "Helloooooooooo, Can you see Florida ?????"
Car Trouble
A blonde pushes her BMW into a gas station. She Tells the mechanic it died.
After he works on it for a few minutes, it is idling smoothly.
She says, "What's the story?"
He replies, "Just crap in the carburetor"
She asks, "How often do I have to do that?"
Speeding Ticket
A police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her license.
She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together.
Just yesterday you take away my license and then today you expect me to show it to you!"
River Walk
There's this blonde out for a walk.
She comes to a River and sees another blonde on the opposite bank.
She shouts "Yoo-hoo! How can I get to the other side?"
The second blonde looks up the river then down the river and shouts back, "You ARE on the other side."
At the Doctor's Office
A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor's office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched.
"Impossible!" says the doctor. "Show me."
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left Shoulder and screamed,
then she pushed her elbow and screamed even more.
She pushed her knee and screamed.
Likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.
The doctor said, "You're not really a redhead, are you?
"Well, no" she said, "I'm actually a blonde."
"I thought so," the doctor said. "Your finger is broken."
Knitting
A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car On the freeway.
Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting!
Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window,
turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULL OVER!"
"NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"
In a Vacuum
A blonde was playing Trivial Pursuit one night. It was her turn.
She rolled the dice and she landed on Science and Nature.
Her question was, "If you are in a vacuum and someone calls your name, can you hear it?"
She thought for a time and then asked, "Is it on or off?"
The Blonde Joke to End All Blonde Jokes!
A girl was visiting her blonde friend, who had Acquired two new dogs, and asked her what their names were.
The blonde responded by saying that one was named Rolex and one was named Timex.
Her friend said, "Whoever heard of someone naming dogs like that?"
"HELLLOOOOOOO......," answered the blond. "They're watch dogs!"

Bowling Green does have a strange name, doesn't it?
I think they should have named it Bingo Green instead...cause I didn't see a Bowling Alley.

I got a chance to talk one-on-one with Peter about values.
Specifically, we talked about money vs job fulfillment.
For me, the rule is the most amount of money for the least amount of work, but that's changing now.
Here in Louisville, the cost of living is half of what it is in Vegas. We don't need a lot of money.
Almost any kind of job would pay the bills.
And I'm happy here.
If I were to lower my work expections, a lot of jobs would open up.
It seems both Peter and I are tired of being disposable employees.
We know some day, we'll be going through the gates at work, and they won't open.
Then we'll call, and find out we don't work there any more. It will be that abrupt.
And then there's also the issue about taking orders from people who burn their knuckles on the carpet when they walk.
Is it worth it?
Do I really need to make five times as much as the average person?
There are money pressures, for sure, but I've created all of them. 
I could eliminate them just as easily as I create them, if I could only decide to just let go.
All I have to do is decide what I want
Happiness is a state of mind that only exists in the present. You can't plan a happy future.
So, planning to be happy some day in the future isn't logical.
I know Becky would like to stay here, and so would I.
But what would we have to give up to stay here in paradise?
I think I'd have to give up the unique existence that I've grown so accustomed too.
My self image would have to drop from exceptional to normal.
Happiness is a personal decision based on a persons environment and self esteem.
A really good self esteem can override any bad environment.
But a good environment is like WD-40 for a rusty soul.
It makes a good self esteem easier to accomplish.
However, Maslow's self actualization can be achieved in thought. You can be happy anywhere.
I've seen happy bums.

I was surprised that most of the people who had heard of the Average White Band, didn't know what they sang.
Several people, like me, thought they sang Play that Funky Music White Boy. They sang Cut the Cake...
The crowd was PACKED with wall-to-wall people. Would couldn't even see the band. And the walkways were filled too, so there was no way in or out. I guess Security lost control of the crowd.
We listened to some songs, split a burger at the Hard Rock Hotel, then took off for Rods place.
There, we were greeted with open arms. I love going over there. We can sit back and talk, and its the most personal experience I get here. These are my friends, which I have so few of and its so nice to be able to just ramble off conversation, and not have to filter what you say.

We all ate at the Hard Rock Hotel downstairs.
They all liked her! It was great!
Later, Becky and I went to an outdoor Indian restaurant.
Gosh the food was really good.
The restaurant is on Restaurant Row, down on Bardstown road.
Bardstown road is about 3 miles of nothing but Mom and Pop stores and restaurants, and its always packed.
Most of the streets surrounding it are single lane with parking on both sides, but they are 2 way.
So you have to pull over if someone is coming your way.
And Bardstown road is a four lane, until dark. Then two of the side lanes become parking lanes. They have stop lights in each lane that tell you which way to drive.
Sometimes, the whole road goes only one way!
Now that....is different.

And time sensitive???
Well, it all comes down to not waiting until someone else fills the position.
Turns out I had gotten the last spot at Northrop, so I appreciate it that you made my road a little easier on me, by taking 5 days to type up your resume to submit to Resource One. That's what I mean by "time sensitive". By the way, the "from" and "to" on the headers of this "thread" are backwards. 
Jimmy..
Your "to" and "from" in the headers are backwards. Time sensitive, in that don't sit on it for 5 days or so, and let someone else capture the opportunity.

Its right outside my window!
Thunder smacking the sides of high rises.
Rain pouring down.
What a way to wake up !!!
The lightning looks like its right outside my window.
I guess thats because IT IS !!!
I just recorded lightning striking right next to us...
the camera fell off the window sill. SO COOL!!!
I didn't have time to upload the pix...
I'll have to put it on later.