Decision making at its best... or worst. Whatever.

Here at the Pearl we as a group pride ourselves on our incredible ability to avoid making decisions or doing anything that will help someone else make a decision that can somehow come back to haunt us. Unless of course it's by way of saying something like, "what could possibly go wrong?" and we sum that up to support and optimism. I can tell you from personal experience that not many people have the balls to throw that type of shit back in your face which is pretty sweet. Anyway, we are masters of never getting locked into anything to serious. We'd much rather bury ourselves in things that don't get us anywhere and cannot be controlled or mastered. Due to this incredibly well oiled yet fragmented machine we stay out of quite a bit of trouble and you really can't beat that. Yesterday, the machine went in for a tune up or lost some gears or something and we had to make a decision based upon someone else's total unreliability. Man, that one got us. You put our need to keep an arms length distance up against someone else being even less consistent and BOOM we are now the proud owners of Raina the Rottweiler. I'm not saying she isn't one of the coolest dogs ever, because she is and everything is going to work out fine because if it wasn't, we never would have taken her but jeez louise, who sees things like this coming?



Did I get that one right? Have I misrepresented myself?

As a defensive maneuver, I would like to point out that as individuals we can handle just about anything you throw at us and we are super reliable. Okay, most of us. Fine, half. But that half is like so there it actually makes up for the other half and somehow even keeps them smelling like a summer breeze. A summer breeze right after it rained. But the reliable half totally brought in the clothes outside on the line so nothing got ruined and it just smells like a summer breeze after the rain, not summer breeze after the rain with a splash of disappointment. Wait, is that the definition of enabling? Okay, the reliable half totally advised the other half to get the clothing without getting it themselves, so it's a summer breeze after the rain with a splash of dependability and a sprinkling of encouragement on top of positive reinforcement. Because we all had ice cream to celebrate the clothes staying dry, while waiting for the storm to pass. Well, to be honest, we probably would have had the ice cream regardless. Ice cream is good man!