"Executive" Decisions

I'm The Emperor Of The Universe...


Just in case you haven't noticed from my earlier posting...I HAVE A CRAP ATTITUDE.

It's summer and everyone's apparently distracted and/or on vacation, so I've made an executive decision.

It's noon on Friday, I can't find anyone in their office to talk to, so I'm putting on some shorts, pouring myself a drink, grabbing a cigar and the crossword in the Newspaper, and taking the rest of the day off sitting on my deck.

Phone calls may be answered and e-mails might receive a terse response.

Best let me alone while I re-adjust and marinade my synapses in liquid hydrocarbons.