With the big boys

A guy in the special forces told me he can’t leave his job because “it’s all I know. I’d be an asshole and get fired right off the bat if I tried to work in the ‘real world.’” Sort of sad, I thought. Excellence, so it would seem, comes at a steep price. De oppresso liber for life, or at least until the body breaks down and, God willing, retirement kicks in.

Welcome to 'Not For Profit'

This is the start of my blogging here with this site. Because of my unpredictable work schedule, be advised: the postings may be erratic. I'll kind of gather things up then unload them as they amass. At times, then, it could seem like the old Dylan line, "I need a dump truck baby to unload my head," but in all likelihood it won't be that bad. That said, let's do this.