As of today, I am retiring from retirement.
I’ve been retired for a year plus a couple of weeks. I gave retirement a fair try.
But now I am sick and tired of retirement.
It has been a struggle not to rush out and buy myself a brand new, chrome encrusted Harley Davidson Fatboy with Screaming Eagle pipes. But I’m daddy to a couple of 10 year olds and it would be epically bad form for daddy to fall off his Harley Davidson on a Houston freeway and cut his whole body off.
I’m also sick and tired of Mrs. Hornibastard asking me to help her vacuum our humongous house. When I do magnanimously agree to help her vacuum the house she always ends up telling me I didn’t do it right.
It’s not my fault! I was out sick the day they covered vacuuming in law school.
I met with my financial advisors last week and discovered that I don’t need to work another day for the rest of my life if I don’t want to. But I truly detest retirement.
I can always take a break after I’m dead!
So in a little while, I will once again put on my attorney costume, make the long arduous drive on Houston’s traffic-choked freeways and take a seat in an office on the 65th floor of one of those hermetically sealed monstrosities in downtown Houston.
Happy mongering to one and all!
If I don’t see you again before the holidays, please remember to keep the XXX in X-Mas!

