Phyrric victories and shit.

You ever win so badly you essentially lost in the end anyway? Yeah – me neither. But then I’ve never been divorced nor gone off to war, so what do I know about anything like that. Not much. But it’s a term I hear every so often, and it makes me stop and think for a while.

It’s a cooler Tuesday around here now that we had yesterday’s storm, and I suppose a tropical storm has something to do with it, off the east coast – again. Dropping 30 inches of rain in one of the Carolinas. Flooding race tracks, townships, and running all kinds of amok. Weather! She’s fuckered.

Back to work now that the long weekend is done. I for one am glad I worked during it, so that I could focus on one job, and one job only with no phone calls, emails, or meetings of any kind to interrupt my flow state. It’s not grinding, it’s finding and maintaining a state of least resistance while you work. Get a whole lot more done when in the groove, than fighting every step of the way. Clichés- littered with them!

I need to go and eat some breakfast before I start to feel ill. Happy Tuesday!