The worst part about taking time off to go out of town somewhere is that whenever I get back home, it takes me a few days to get back in the groove.  Like I usually don’t really unpack all my stuff right when I get home.  That is usually what I’m pretty bad about.  Probably because I’m not a fan of doing laundry and that is exactly where all the stuff in my luggage would go to.  Then I have to go through all my mail and pay bills.  Something else I don’t want to do.

Also I am having to catch up with what’s what at work.  Catch up on emails.  See how the Braves and Spurs are doing.  Hell, catch up on blogging!  I haven’t been doing much of this stuff lately.  May has been a busy month.   I will be more diligent in my efforts about this.   I wish I could blog more about my trip, but it really wasn’t exciting in the least bit.  Nothing to write home about.  Know what I mean?
But damn it’s good to be home.  It’s good to sleep in my own bed.  Good to see my family.  Good to see my friends.  Good to see my dogs (they barely recognized me).  It’s just good to be home.  That being said, I am going to be hitting the road again soon.  So I am going to enjoy some down home time with some passion!

There’s no place like home.

-Dave Q.

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  • I don't remember much at all from when I was born, except for the bright lights and being held upside down and being slapped hard on my bottom. Also, I remember thinking the doctor had a funny mustache, and when I grew up I would never have a mustache like that.