Well I had to have an extremely misleading title, but in all essence what does happen when you work in the middle of no year for twelve hours? You, A) work a lot and B) well you tend to think a lot because there is nothing to do. In fact I would probably have had this written this blog if I had some type on internet connection. but yet again I was in the middle of no where guarding a pipe line. Anyways on to the actual wordage, is that an actual word? I regress. So last night I kinda figured out where I am in life, a self proclaimed workaholic that is very lazy outside of work, is probably where I need to be minus the lazy part. Seriously I really need to remove the lazy part like its cancer. In fact as I write this I am sitting in my ice chest of a room watching "Californication." So let us see where I am not to lazy beside the periods of work. Ohhh, I am writing, something that I should do more often. I am creatively thinking of how I can make my house look better. Yes I