All My Worldly Possessions
This weekend is going to be extra long, because I'm taking an another day beyond the Martin Luther King holiday. I'm never quite sure whether people outside the US are familiar with MLK, but he was a civil rights leader slain when I was a kid in the 1960s.
On my extra day off my wife and I are headed to the financial planner to find out how our investments are still recovering from the bursting of the internet bubble, and how it is okay because our house appreciated. We should set up a follow up appointment with a lawyer to rewrite our wills leaving everything to Pappy. Not that I trust Pappy's Michael Jackson-like money management skills. He would probably build himself a mansion out of peanut butter carpeted with live squirrels. But, hey, what's money for if you can't enjoy it?
2 comments:
A peanut-butter dog-mansion would be no good for me. I would demolish it myself and then be really really sick... and then probably lick all that up too and do it again. Woof!
Love and Licks,
Texas (and his humans).
Tex,
Well, then Pappy will have to invite you over for the housewarming when it is built. Sounds like you'd be the life of the party.
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