Scattered Thoughts and Disjointed Thinking !!!

So much going on the past ten days it is hard to find a minute to stop and write a blog.

Last night, Stephen my son, went out to pick up some Italian food and on his way back, he called me.

He had found a small skinny chihuahua running in the road leading to Kings Landing where we are currently residing.

The dog was without a collar and very skittish.

Stephen distracted him with cheese from our salads until I could come down and scoop him up (the dog, not Stephen) in a net. 

I used the same fish net I used to catch some of my possums.

In any event a few minutes later we found his owners who were looking for him (to their credit) and we got "Petey" back to his family.

The owners are basically morons but for that moment all ended well.

I am so proud of Stephen, He saved that little dog's life. "Petey" would have walked into the road and been another "HBC" or "hit by car" fatality.

That was the most important event of a very busy week.

That said, we close on the property on Copano Bay on the 15th of this month. 

We had an exhaustive meeting with our engineers this past Friday and we are finally in the design and build phase for our first full scale commercial production module. 

I fly to Maryland early Monday morning for another week of "fighting cancer". Lori is doing remarkably well considering everything she has endured but with this "evil" disease there is no rest only endurance. Prayers really, and I mean "really" do seem to be making the difference.

Then by month's end we should be re-located in the Corpus Christi area and aggressively moving toward a significant expanded production phase of jumbo white shrimp.

Saw Stallone's new movie yesterday " Bullet to the Head"  and "Hansel and Gretel" today. That was four hours of escapism my brain truly needed. Liked both movies.

 I feel tired tonight but I think it is mostly mental.

We have a great team bringing the investors in we need to complete our first full phase of expansion for the shrimp farm here in Texas. That is a ten million dollar number and our financial team will make that happen. 

Stephen and I flew up to Des Moines this past week and had a great meeting and later dinner with probably three of my favorite people in the world. It really is a "blessing" to work with people you trust and like. 

Our new site (while not perfect) is going to be a beautiful place to build our showcase facility.

You would think with every thing going on I would not be bored but I find at times I am. 

Our red doberman Mae, finally passed away last week. She was sixteen and yes I know no doberman can live to be 16 but she did. God love her, she was the most obstinate, self concerned, narcissistic, dog we ever had but God only knows how much I miss her. 

For the first time in 18 years we do not have a big dog in the house. It feels very strange.

I am thinking about getting a trained bad ass German Shepard. For one reason, I think the world is getting more dangerous and such a dog would be  great deterrent to anyone who even thought about breaking and entering my house in Maryland. Also, I have always wanted a real bad ass dog. 

I am ashamed to admit it but I am actually counting the days until the new season of "Game of Thrones" begins. Yes, I know it is "soft porn" wrapped up in a historical fiction but is is damn entertaining. 

I am also starting to get hooked on the new "FX" (a cable station) series "Banshee".

Realizing I am at a point in my life where television shows are starting to dominant my evening's social agenda does depress me somewhat.

That said, I remember a great "Calvin and Hobbes" cartoon strip that I find strangely comforting.

Calvin and Hobbs were sitting in front of the TV and Calvin said to Hobbes "Karl Marx once said that religion is the opiate of the masses. What do you think he meant by that?"

Hobbes shrugged his shoulders and they both exited the scene.

In the next cartoon panel, the television (blaring static on the screen) had a little balloon thought which appeared over its head, which inside of the verbal balloon simply had the words, "It means he (Karl Marx) ain't seen nothing yet". 

Prophetic and so true.