Super Tuesday

It's over. There is a mental exhaustion that follows on the heels of tax season. I generally require about a month before I am able to reacquire mental equilibrium. The old noggin needs rest and 36 holes tomorrow sounds like a good start. The weather people say that it will be sunny and 75 tomorrow. I take this as direct communication from the Holy Spirit. He is prodding me to play golf and I will most certainly oblige.

Me and the Mrs. are taking a few days this weekend and heading to Nashville to hang out with my brothers. Jared, Travis, and I share a weird connection. I'm not sure if all "brotherhoods" are this way but when the 3 of us are together, I can literally feel a recharging; as if their combined energies give me some sort of fuel with which to tackle my day. (Tacklin Fuel) They're good dudes. We'll laugh a lot this weekend.

That's all for now. I hope everyone got their tax house in order. If not, it looks like you still have a little over 3 hours to get to the post office. Good luck.

My mother's birthday was yesterday. Happy 33rd Birthday Mom!