It’s true – I’ve traded the flatscreen TV away in search of
better days. I may not have a flatscreen TV any longer, but what I do have is the “Ultimate BBQ Package.”
After a plethora of e-mails and texts not all necessarily
lining up linearly, Rhianna and I finally settled on a date.
No, not like a date date.
She was married. With children. Children who had no idea they’d soon be
inhabiting a bedroom populated by a new flatscreen TV; and their determined
mother made it happen - convinced me.
Now, I’ve been fielding many offers over the past week for
the TV, it was a hot item – even hotter, I can say with prideful determination,
than the entertainment projector before it. I’m making progress and man, does
it feel good? Yes. Yes it does.