Happy Mother's Day. It's almost 1:00a.m. and we're doing van surveillance. Not too much is happending. We've seen a t.v. flickering in the great room for about one or one and a half hours. My risk manager just got back from a recon up the driveway to look in the window. Shelby is in his boxer shorts sitting in a lazy boy recliner (alone in the great room) watching Scarface.
This part of the evening has been rather boring. We're just sitting in the van now. We sent the iTech kid home for the evening --- he showed us how to work the equipment last night. My risk manager is rewriting the Thomas Cooley Law School Faculty Handbook (right here in the van) since nothing's going on inside of much consequence.
I haven't checked our schedule for tomorrow. Will probably do so in just a few minutes. That is, after I send Billy Hewes an e-mail letting him know that Roy Klumb has a degree in ornamental horticulture. That'll probably send shivers up Hewes' spine.
Have a good day friends. Happy Mother's Day to all.