Working sucks. Im enjoying summer way too much to hafta work, If I was a rich man I would own a wine vinyard and dress in a white suit with a white hat, carry a cane and all my plebian workers would address me as Senore Bushell. I would nod at them puff my pipe and play with the grapes, examining them with my diminishing sobriety. The hot equadorial heat would create ripe fruit juice smouldering with alchemic power inside my Iron bound oak barrel, inscripted with latin blessings and so forth. Yes Im gonna be Senore Bushell inside my head this week. Protected as it is by a thick bright yellow layer of high density polyethylene. The custom installed tin foil insulation protects me from harmful C.I.A./ALien mind control frequencies. The white powder in my boots is just GoldBond and makes my feet smell minty fresh.