Still writing and not concerned with word count or anything.  Challenging self to NO time at HQ today, and minimal time at house.  Stay out, in field… speaking of, I should get gas and maybe drive to Novato— left badge and business cards at home.  Never mind.  There I am stressing about sales, again…. ‘Nother thought driving over here, if I can sell internet and telecom, WiFi and all this other shit, I should be able to sell ME.  OR, speak me to a point of profitability.  ‘Mike Madigan blogger’.  That simple and arrow-like, no comma.  Rambling, need to this morning.

Two contracts in, this week.  Trying to get a third.  9:05, I’ll be on the AE keys at, what, 9:15?  9:30?  Class tonight, then dinner.  Get in a needed run, but how.  When?  Thinking too much about it.  Saw someone walking from eye’s corner, headed to register to order or pickup more than likely.  Beautiful gramarye this morning, in everything I see and hear through this track.  No obstructions or interrupts, but I interrupt myself knowing I need be more in the moment….  Latte on a Thursday, thinking about tasting wine with Chris on Saturday in Mendo’.  Philo mostly and I think a little Boonville.  Then what.  No plans.  Thinking a night to self, finally.  Caddis Sunday morning…. Wine now speaking to me, the Cab last night that I bought for just a jab over $20 when it should have been $30-something, the put the bottles in the wrong place and over the wrong tag.  Checker was amiable enough to honor my observation, thankfully.  But where do I go……

Where do I go with wine?  Have it as a “hobby”, but I hate that word.  It’s just part of the EVERYTHING of my story, being…