Â Do you ever have those times when you have a lot of pressure built up and you have to let things vent? No, I don’t mean after a Double Stuft Burrito at Taco Bell! I mean like whenÂ you go to bed with too many things swimming around in your head. So I’m venting!
I attended my fourth in a series of seven continuing education seminars today. I need 40 hours per year to keep my CPAÂ license activeÂ and need to report my hours every two years. Last year I didn’t attend any classesÂ since I couldn’t remember anything longer than 5 minutes, so I’m doubling up this year.
I got there (Grand Rapids) at 7AM for a 7:30 start. There were 7 different sessions and, coincidentally, the first four were all in the same room. At the end of the third session, my butt was so tired of sitting, I started to stand up just to stretch my legs. BeforeÂ I could move, the guy in front of me spilled his coffee, which he had placed under his seat. I knew it before I could see it because it all went into my left shoe. How could that happen? Has that ever happened to any of you?
It reminded me of the first day of school when we moved from St. Joe in town to St. Joe in the country. That was back in the days that we actually rode the bus and our parents didn’t take us to school every day. Anyway, we went to the bus stop and one of the kids (one of the dorks trying to impress the girls) found a chocolate milk carton. He stomped on it trying to make a popping sound like a firecracker, but it still had milk in it and it went all over my new school pants. The milk had soured and all day I smelled like puke with brown stains all over me.
O.K. So that kept my mind rolling for a while and passed the time in a somewhat boring seminar. The fourth session was presented by two people (they acted like robots, but I think they wereÂ alive) from the Securities and Exchange Commission talking about what’s new there. In unison, let’s all say WHO CARES!!!
In the fifth session one of theÂ presenters talked about Sarbanes-Oxley, which is slightly more boring than watching paint dry. About half way through he made a reference to Mountain View, California in the heart of Silicone Valley. When he said that, I almost laughed out loud. Silicone Valley refers to strippers inÂ Las Vegas. Silicon Valley refers to the tech centers near San Francisco. I know it doesn’t seem funny to you, but at that point, I would have laughed at anything including Roseanne Barr (she isn’t one of my favorite people).
This last Sunday,Â I had a good run in my Yo-Yo run series. I call it that because every time I have a good run, It’s followed by a bad one. Anyway, I caught up with a couple of runners and drifted into a conversation that Patti and Nancy were having. They run all the time together, so I assume it’s a soap opera conversation that has no beginning and no end. It just continues. I talked about wearing a heart rate monitor or Garmin GPS when Patti quipped that she was running naked. I’ll have to confess that I looked at her right away (even though it was Sunday), and it appeared she had clothes on to me. I guess she meant she was running without a heart rate monitor. A couple of minutes later she said she would be stripping all afternoon. I was going to offer to help, but Tom is a friend of mine and heÂ probably should have first chance toÂ help if he could. I later found out she would be stripping off old wallpaper.
The real reason to write this is to wish all the Trilanders who are doing the Bayshore Marathon this weekend, good race. I would say good luck, but at this point it isn’t luck. You’ve all spent countless hours and endured much pain to train for the race. So have fun. No matter what your time is, HAVE FUN!!! We’re all proud of you and will be there cheering for you.
Just (Bummed I Had A Sore Ankle) Jack