I'm not feeling it.

mike morton was quite some guy. we have a lot of good stories about him. i wouldn't say that they are good stories or good natured, but  i think they shouldn't be repeated. anyways this picture of him was his last day. he showed up still drunk  from the night before and our foreman called him out. Morton just quietly replied "im not feeling it". and walked out, never to return, like a lone cowboy in sandals, walking off into that early morning sunrise, with the ruins of his old job to his back and a calming uncertainty for the road ahead. like a lone bull, leaving its herd behind, ready for anything, un-eager for that future paycheck, ready for that new mate, freedom from reality, and looking forward to that next drink........

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