How kewl is this?

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The heat of the day fades into the heat of the evening and the sky is filled with all the dreams of colorful magic – waiting…just waiting…for a kid like me to build another life in a place that only I can get to.  That, I remind myself every now and then, is the way it is and the way it should be.  Take three steps back and one giant leap forward to someplace fun that you can only get to when you drop all the pretense of daily living.  It is a pretense for sure, no one would really design something like this and then step back to admire their work.  NO ONE!

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I’m heading north next week.  There are still a few things that need to be done but I’ve put the finishing touches on a few projects each morning when it’s still cool outside and mostly what’s left to do is inside tasks.  I will have to work every day of my trip but I’m refining it into shorter hours for the duration – and the WSOP will have gleaned all the cash from as many pockets as they can pull, and the players will be heading home soon, approximately 60,875 of them, most of them broke or seriously damaged in the bankroll department.  Things will be quiet in Vegas for awhile.

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While I’m away, I will be hanging out with my family, may have a beer or three, play some poker, do some target shooting, reflect on sunsets and sunrises, enjoy the mountain air, go hiking, probably not fishing (you are right Tenmile, there are a zillion trout up there), try to keep from hitting a deer on the road (they are everywhere), and in general take one giant leap forward into a fun place…and stay there.