Whiskey Joe’s

One ramble I have been wanting to do is about my experience at Whiskey Joe’s.

First and foremost I met a lot of great people there. But, being jet lagged and a little drunk after a beer (Yes I am a lightweight) nothing could compare to what happened when I was standing in the food line.

I had just gotten to the plates when Dr. Paul walked in. Now I am a 44 year old man but I felt like a kid walking into a candy store being told I could grab whatever I wanted. Giddy would accurately describe it. Here I was, only 4 feet away from a man who had literally woken me from my slumber.  It took EVERY single ounce of restraint not to walk over and bother him. You could tell he was a bit tired, and his lovely wife was with him. So, biting my tongue I waited politely until he was seated and then went and piled my plate. I however could not resist to snap a few photo’s of him after I reached the end of the food line.

Later that evening I was able to get a photo of myself with him. WOW. Was having a hard time not crying.

No other single man has effected me in this way.

 

My Ramblings the 23rd of November

Well my fellow Libertarians, allow me to first wish all of you a belated Happy Thanksgiving. I apologize for the extended absence of any new ramblings.

My relocation from Guam to Illinois has gone relativity smooth. Now living in the belly of the beast and like Jonah, I am sure I will be regurgitated out by many in the establishment here.

 

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