It's the end of the first period, or first quater depending on how things go...

So, it's my birthday today. I'm 25 now. I've been around for a quarter century.

I have a Mechanical Engineering degree from a Big Ten university.

I have a job with a fortune 500 company.

I have a lovely wife, and a fantastically cute little boy.

I have a house with two vehicles in the garage.

I've managed to get about 14% of my skin tattooed.

Things have gone pretty well in the past 25 years. I don't really recall having any grandiose goals set that I would have liked to have accomplished by this time in my life. The only goal I can remember having is that I want my name and picture in a text book somewhere. So a bunch of school kids will have to learn what I did while they are forced to read about whatever. So I don't know if that will happen, but like I said, I feel pretty good about how things are right now. They could be better, I have a lot of debt, my son broke his little leg, I'm crazy to the point of medication, but life isn't always fair, and it isn't always easy to make decisions.

I do know that I need to get back to Wisconsin. Peoria might-as-well be hell compared to nearly any town in Wisconsin. I don't know that I have any other things in mind that I have to do... maybe get my tattoo machine to work so I can get the hell out of the corporate world. Who knows...?