Slice of Good Ol Boy Life

Being unemployed really stinks. Being unemployed without unemployment benefits really, really stinks. Being unemployed without a motor vehicle really, really REALLY stinks.
But enough doom and gloom.
I keep thinking, What Would Jesus Do?
Well, for starters, Jesus was a carpenter and there’s always work there. Maybe I should go back to school and hone my chops in construction.
I could build a temple for all of the unemployed.
Or not.
So, I guess I’ll just blog away until I return to the ranks of the working stiffs.
There’s therapy in this.
Ciao