Too Many Irons in the Fire
This week has been a series of short blog postings. First I want to apologize for their brevity. Not that it really is an excuse, but lately I’ve been up to my proverbial derriere in large amphibians, most of whom want to dine on my ever expanding rump. Secondly, let me say that believe it or not there is a “day job” involved here. I’ve noticed through the years that my loving family appears to have grown a small attachment to things like eating. Naturally this necessitates my having to work for a living. Then there are the everyday distractions, like trying to get the second book to the publisher, who apparently has my entire life on speed dial. Trust me, when these guys hound you, private time for things like the restroom become quite the premium. Then there are judges, other lawyers, and a multitude of other details that require your attention during any given nano-second. Meanwhile, somewhere there is a publicist, who wonders what you’ve been smoking when you wrote your blog posting or posted to your twitter. The other day for example, I wrote about the bags under my eyes doubling as coolers for the ball game. What I didn’t say is that sleep is for sissies, and I passed using them as coolers a long time ago. I think now I’ve got car covers going on here....... As a consequence of this glamorous lifestyle (yeah, I know, who the hell are we kidding), my postings will sometimes be short. Right now for example, I’ve got to answer a call and explain why I’ve not sent the manuscript yet. Okay, Okay..... I get it. ~ Michael S. Pauley
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Michael S. Pauley is a Navy brat and an old soldier who served in all three components of the United States Army. Living in Lexington, South Carolina, Michael is now a practicing attorney and member of the United States Naval Institute and the American Legion, Post 154, Tybee Island, Georgia.