Day 22

Monday as a holiday, but not for me.  Did more business plan all day, especially refined the financials while Debby proofed, edited, slashed and burned the text.  

Then we had "My Good Friend" Tony, our first and so far only Every Day Counted Supporter, over for dinner and had a great time talking and eating leftover grill on the porch.  I call Tony "My Good Friend" because he knows so many people, and people who know other people - he has the six degrees of separation down like nobody else I've met.  So when he says something like "I was talking to my good friend...so and so" you know he has a story to tell.  This one was about some expert who approached the Obama administration with a pitch, and landed a job, and then got waylaid by - you guessed it - politics.  The next one was about the president of a major French aviation company telling Tony "I'll give you just enough rope to hang yourself" and then signing a deal with him.  

Tony Likes to Fish. Alot.

So much for the fast lane.  Tony may be the closest we get to it.