 I was scheduled to attend a financial seminar after work this evening where experts were lecturing on interpreting new tax laws, estate planning, and investing in "troubled times", and after the first 20 minute go-around I skipped out and headed for the Folly Islands, and one of my favorite spots, Backman Seafoods. There I found Thomas and Elliot, eating icecream and watching the flooding tide. They could care less about the new tax laws, and somehow they do just fine.
I was scheduled to attend a financial seminar after work this evening where experts were lecturing on interpreting new tax laws, estate planning, and investing in "troubled times", and after the first 20 minute go-around I skipped out and headed for the Folly Islands, and one of my favorite spots, Backman Seafoods. There I found Thomas and Elliot, eating icecream and watching the flooding tide. They could care less about the new tax laws, and somehow they do just fine.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Another great lowcountry evening
 I was scheduled to attend a financial seminar after work this evening where experts were lecturing on interpreting new tax laws, estate planning, and investing in "troubled times", and after the first 20 minute go-around I skipped out and headed for the Folly Islands, and one of my favorite spots, Backman Seafoods. There I found Thomas and Elliot, eating icecream and watching the flooding tide. They could care less about the new tax laws, and somehow they do just fine.
I was scheduled to attend a financial seminar after work this evening where experts were lecturing on interpreting new tax laws, estate planning, and investing in "troubled times", and after the first 20 minute go-around I skipped out and headed for the Folly Islands, and one of my favorite spots, Backman Seafoods. There I found Thomas and Elliot, eating icecream and watching the flooding tide. They could care less about the new tax laws, and somehow they do just fine.
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