I have skills!

Any sane and rational person reading this post will most likely beg to differ with me on the definition of skill. While I hold that the term means I've developed over time and experience the ability to do certain things superbly well, the sane and rational reader will most likely conclude that while my so-called skills are highly entertaining, they are nevertheless more appropriately defined as "dammed odd quirks."

Which is probably correct.

An example of one of my long practiced and diamond-honed skills is multitasking at the keyboard first thing in the morning. This is an entire skill set in itself. I get bored waiting for the computer to boot up and for the programs to wake up and get ready to perform in their individual tabs. While the electrons are morning stretching I hook myself up to the b/p device and begin shaving with my trusty (rusty?) old Norelco razor.



Shaving with my right hand combined with the slow cuff inflation rate of the b/p machine leaves my left hand free for long enough to get a big slurp of Sumatra Dark down my neck. By the time the b/p is measured I've finished shaving my face. I pause for a moment to slip the cuff off and to quickly record the numbers on a spreadsheet. Looking good, Billy Ray! I then happily begin shaving the 24-hours of accumulated stubble off the parts of my scalp which still persist in growing hair. I usually let it grow out in winter, but winter is not here yet and it's a habit.

Here is where my morning ritual skill set really shines. I not only have the ability to shave my pate equally well with either hand, I can also drink coffee at the same time while operating the cup with the off hand. I like to keep my skills sharp by making them challenging, so I always wear a white tee shirt. It's a simple thing in many ways, but starting the day by successfully executing a challenging task sets the table for ongoing success through the coming hours of laborious toil.

Once I've finished the morning ritual I'm ready to embrace the day and get to work. All I have to do is pull a sweatshirt on over my coffee stained tee shirt, grab my hat, gloves, and keys, and head out the door to get it on.

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All seriousness aside, 

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And I got called away about the time I typed that little comma following the word "aside." It's been a long and tiring day, and though it's only 6 p.m. local I'm gonna close this out with few cow pictures and a Mule Deer video.

I guess a couple of deer pics wouldn't be out of order...

Hope you're all well and enjoying the blessings of Liberty.