Springtime for Eche in New Jersey(sung to the tune from The Producers)

Well it has been nearly 5-6 weeks since I shared my wisdom and BS with the masses.  Just this week I took a short vacation with my lovely bride to Miami, FL.  I didn't realize how much I needed this break until today when I am 36 hours away from going back to work.  For five years I have loved my job and have had respect for the company, since January I have come to the realization that it was an unrequited love affair.  I am hoping that the divorce will come through in the next few weeks.  I have started dating other companies and some have even progressed to the second date.  I am especially drawn to one particular suitor, although a second one gave me great phone in my hotel room in Miami.  Still, you can never be assured that one of these relationships will be consummated until you have the offer letter/marriage license in your hands.  But, back to springtime.

We left the state of New Jersey as it was going down under water for the third time.  40 days and 40 nights of rain that followed 127 feet of snow, culminating in a basement full of water and a 3 grand electric bill to rewire the sump pumps, the freezer, the furnace and the hot water heater which were originally all tied in to the same breaker switch and which had blown out the entire electrical system.  Why, you may ask, were all of these powerful appliances that draw high volumes of electricity, connected to the same breaker switch.  Because my builder was a thief, an idiot and a really bad general contractor.  The guy picked a good carpenter, all the woodwork in the house is great, half-ass plumber, problems that no 4 year old house should have, and a truly terrible electrician, problems since day one and no end in sight.

However, that's another story, we boarded a plane in a rain storm, the plane was delayed by an hour and we arrived in Miami in the midst of a rain shower.  We got to the Loew's South Beach and they gave us a free upgrade to an oceanview room.  By the time we reached the room, the rain stopped, the sun started shining and for the next three days we basked in the sun and water of Miami and we ate great Cuban food at Puerto Sagua(although the Roast Chicken was burned, the portions were smaller, and the prices were higher), a remarkable lunch at Fox, a restaurant on Ocean Avenue, with umbrella drinks that were served by the gallon, and dinner at the most ridiculously, over-priced, over-hyped, restaurant ever, Prime 112, BUT we saw a floor show.  Without a reservation we ended up sitting on the outside terrace, Mary and I saw a very nicely dressed woman crying outside the front door.  She was followed out by a guy in shorts a plaid shirt and sandals.  With no warning or other indication she starts whaling on this guy with both fists, the guy wrapped his arms around his head and took a bunch of shots to the mug before security held her off and escorted both of them out of our sight.  I had to come back Wednesday night to keep my date with the new company on Thursday, but Mary stayed the extra day and enjoyed what the residents of Miami said was the best day they had seen in 6 months.

So now my year truly begins, tomorrow at 8PM Yankees vs Red Sox.  Here is my prediction, Yankees WIN, THEEEEEEEEE  Yankees WINNNNN!!!!!  Number 28 in 2010!!!!!!!!!