Waiting for Godot

By no means is this reference the caliber of those from the great William H Stone, but given the crazy week i most certainly feel a resemblance to Vladimir in Samuel Beckett's classic 'Waiting for Godot'. For those that did not have to slug through the novel in high school English, i will spare the expense other than to say the uniqueness of this play is the Seinfeld like blandness of everyday life and the fact that the more you wait for something to get here, the more you realize it seems to never get here.
Wait, snap out of it.. lay off the lattes and dismal cliches.
Alright - back to the surrealness of riding the computrainer.
Double sessions have continued, and much like the beating of Rodney King, its something to talk about, but in reality its of little concern to most.
The Goal is still 10 hours this week, still on target. We will see if a birth throws off the schedule.