...but I really am selfish sometimes.

I was supposed to be going camping with my family this weekend.  In fact, my wife and the boys did go.   They're up in northern Santa Barbara County camping with my wife's parents and my wife's sister (and boyfriend).

I, however, am down here pleasantly comfortable in SoCal.  In front of the computer.  Glass of ice tea.  A nice deli dinner in my recent past.  They're up there fighing the heat and humidity and voracious bugs.

Between this coming Monday and the next Monday after that, I have three trials scheduled to start.  I had a legal motion that had to be completed.  I have three major and a couple of minor reports to get done.  I should be doing planning for a charity I'm involved with.  So, it comes down to, when you add it all up, I have too much work to do right now to get away for a full weekend.  Especially, after going away last weekend (to LegoLand).

I'm not sad I wasn't able to go camping.  I am a bit p.o.'d about having to work and work getting in the way.  I would rather be with my family right now.  I spent all today at the office.  I'm going back tomorrow.  And I could use even more time if it came to me. 

I wish that darn lottery ticket would come in. 

They say that getting a huge amount of money like suddenly like that warps you.  It twists your values, makes you do crazy things, ruins your life.

I say this: Put me to the test.  Give me the money and let me see if it's true.

I promise to do my very best.  If it doesn't work out, then you may feel free to say, "I told you so."