It's been a while since I've put pen to paper so to speak. My case load has been increasing to the point that it sometimes feels like I'm spinning my wheels without making much progress other then leaving skid marks under my seat. With each new client that walks in, your's truly has to reach in his bag of many tricks to pull out pom poms and the "go get 'em speech" that will hopefull drive them to find a job instead of into your livingroom to steal your stuff.

I was sitting with a young lady, she had the battle scars of a long time meth addiction. She was bound and determined that this time was the last time and that her prison number was being retired after she completed parole. Of course, being an addict she has children of her own in and out of the foster care which is another sad case. The topic of education came up and she wanted to know if home schooling was a viable option for her kids instead of sticking them into a classroom and being forgotten about. I told her that I am a strong supporter of home schooling. I went on to say that I was home schooled for a short time until I was caught sleeping with the teacher.

Now that I got that out of the way, the reason for the road flare, 6 inch shell and a shot of me hand firing is that I have a strong itch to light off some high grade fireworks.

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