A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented
the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took
him to catch them. “Not very long,” answered the Mexican. “But then, why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” asked the
American. The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs
and those of his family.

The American asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?” “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with
my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a
few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life.” The American interrupted, “I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!
You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra
fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.”

“And after that?” asked the Mexican. “With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one
and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.
Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate
directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You
can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or
even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.” “How long would that take?” asked the Mexican. “Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,” replied the American. “And after that?” “Afterwards? Well my friend, that’s when it gets really interesting,”
answered the American, laughing. “When your business gets really big, you
can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!” “Millions? Really? And after that?” asked the Mexican. “After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast,
sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with
your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.” And the moral of this story is: ……… Know where you’re going in life… you may already be there.

My ‘new’ book bag. Well, not really new. My wife used this bag during nursing school years ago. I like it so far. Sent from my Verizon BlackBerry Storm2

Just my favorite stethoscope. Sent from my Verizon BlackBerry Storm2

Here is the beginning of my ‘pile’ for school. Getting my stuff organized,
gathering all my books, my notes, folders, etc.
Graduate May 2010.
Bring it on.

Oh to live the life of a cat. Have someone clean up after you, feed you,
give you attention, etc. All for free (well mostly fee)??

Rough life I tell ya.
Rough life.

By the way that is Daisy on the couch and Pixie on her pedestal. And I hate
to love those darn felines. Darnit.