wanna go to the home of Lincoln?

So, through my various ventures and business dealings you hope to have some successes, because the losses are usually a majority. In return you hope for some good stories at least to bide the time and cloak your failures to friends and family. So a business partner of mine (more of an employer, but who wants to be the lacky and admit it) is seriously and determined to turn his career and person into a marketable idea with all the entertainment value, and merchandising that goes along with it. He is a rollie pollie type of guy with good intentions, and a mind that is always in forward motion. Most would really resent such a drive, and just being around his energy can be exhausting, but amusing just the same. I had know about this trip for a week or so, and was not so much looking forward to the outing, but rather a little nervous, and anxiety ridden, hoping to get it over and done with. Even now there's a fizzing and buzzing in my stomach about the whole ordeal. Thoughts of would we really be going at all, or will this accomplish anything, will the meetings with our expectant group be a real pathway to the future, or just lip service. As you'll soon see it became a little of both. For entertainment value I'll call my friend/boss, Halice, this describes him pretty much in form and nature. Halice is an older name, and has a non-threatening gleam about it. Halice is well to do, but with many of that nature is a bit unappreciative of his standing, and a bit reckless with his lifestyle. Maybe comfort can lead to thrill-seeking, not of the "stunt" variety, but rather the little knicks and knacks of life. So I arrived to his office to begin the day-long trek.....