I am sitting in the bar and thinking about what to order…I feel compelled to order something and having owned a couple pubs it seems a bit rude not to…and after three polite visits from the waitress I decide on a vodka paralyzer – don’t ask me why. The bar smells like burnt smoky wood…like…
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that :)