Think I saw a leprecaun..

But alas it was before I kissed the Blarney stone and I couldn’t coax him out of the castle ruins. I stood there for six hours cajoling, bribing, flattering, begging, but not even a sniff of a reply. Now I am doubting whether he was even in there. I sure hope so, or else all the strange looks I got from the passing tour bus groups might be embarassing.

One thing I did find was a ray of hope for my passport. I went to the Government Registrars Office in Dublin and personally searched the the records. They are handwritten and typewritten in well worn books. After exhausting every possible name, I was about to leave and thought to ask if there was a process for converting a Baptismal Certificate into a Birth Certificate, and praise the god of passports there is! To make it even better the woman I talked to was a fountain of optimism and helpfulness. Process is underway.

Haven’t posted for a while primarily because my life has been a maelstrom. Last November the world economy crashed. No one feels it harder than construction workers. If the economy isn’t expanding we ain’t constructing. Of around eleven thousand construction workers at the plant I primarily worked at, over nine thousand lost their jobs in less than a two month period. The attrition continued until June this year. Every week the skeleton workforce that remained was pared down. The company I work for shrank to 10% of what it was at xmas. Sudden and brutal, then slow and painful. Happily my record is near spotless and my skill set and work ethic are almost unmatched, so I survived the slaughter in good shape. The corner seems to have turned and opportunities are opening up again. Barring a reversal, the future looks bright again.

I haven’t made obvious progress in financial sovereignty in the last couple months, but I now have in place an accountant and a financial manager who I am pleased with. Since I found property managers for my rental units I don’t even think about them any more. Happy Happy. I paid for my vacation out of savings so I won’t have added credit card debt.

I kissed a girl, and I liked it! Met a girl in Ireland, who is from Brazil. Check back in a year and I’ll tell ya how it worked out

Loved Dublin. Tons of live music of every sort, many fascinationing stories, and an endless stream of people looking to have fun. Expensive as a tourist though. Possibly more reasonable if you live there. Cloudy with occasional dribbling rain everyday I was there, but only wore a jacket four days out of twelve.

I lost the memory card with photos of the first four days in Ireland on it, but “the girl” has most of those photos and when I get them I will make a post about the other experiences I had there.

Cami is thriving, and Morgan starts college in September, and everyone I know is healthy, so my life is good. Oh and I’m driving sweet ass BMW. Normally I wouldn’t mention what I am driving because I am soooo not my car, but it is just another little thing that causes me to be thankful.

Taking a university english course by correspondence, and have fallen behind, but will catch up. Working out semi regular. Not playing guitar as often as I would like.
But I feel like I am living life to it’s fullest. So theres that

The world’s luckiest guy