I’m tired.
Very tired.
I thought I could beat jet-lag, but………..it’s non-negotiable.
Maybe it’s not jet-lag.
Maybe it’s the events of the past two weeks where I’ve been whale-watching from helicopters, snorkeling amongst dolphins and cliff diving.
………I actually didn’t ” dive ” off the cliff at Maui.
I jumped.
And when I hit the water,…..it hurt.
So I’m injured, and tired. Very, very tired.
I’m also holding a horrifying secret as it pertains to Pat Johnstone and the helicopter, but I promised I wouldn’t say a word about her needing the ” aloha ” bag to get through the junket.
And I’ve kept that secret, ………………but it’s tiring.
In Hawaii, it’s almost inappropriate to honk your horn….
First time behind the wheel back in in Owen Sound, sure enough…….HONK !!!
I’m tired.
When I came home Tuesday night, I watched the Leafs beat Calgary.
A Montreal fan tried to tell me the Leafs had lost the previous 8 games. Always in regulation.
COME ON !……….. I’m not that tired.
But I am tired. Very, very tired.
I’m Fred Wallace