Rain, rain, rain! Broke my harness straps last night pulling my cart through the deep snow getting to the covered picnic tables behind the Pleasant Valley, NY, city hall. Sign said, “Park Open Dawn to Dusk.” But the rain said, “camp there anyway and stay dry all night.” I fixed the harness, slept like a baby, and woke up with a LOVE LIFE attitude!
“Well, nobody’s perfect.” Horseshit, I am! I am the perfect Steve Fugate. Nobody else can do as good a job at it as me. I’m absolutely perfect for the job. Relax, YOU are absolutely perfect for the job of being YOU. LOVE LIFE, you’re perfect. “Nobody’s perfect” is a lame excuse and a cop out.