Paul Gonzalez

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Bombs away....

Soooooo, there’s a guy that rolls with us on these junkets that we all know and love. He’s a Shrek like fellow. So, since I didn’t get a “disclaimer” from him about his name he will hence forth be known as “Shrek”

Well, one morning we were entering a breakout room for a session. There were a few of us there who will remain nameless to protect the innocent.  We stroll into the room totally unaware that our collective lives were about to change forever. We look around trying to decide where to sit since we were early and had the run of the place. And then it happened. The unmistakable sound of a bomb being dropped on an unsuspecting town in the middle of nowhere.  Booooooooooooooooooombs awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! It could not be taken for anything other than what it was. It was audible. In fact people that didn’t know us scattered as well. We looked like cockroaches in a NY deli scattering after the lights went on. We were all screaming his name. Shrreeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkk! OMG. We were horrified. And yet it was like a train wreck. We couldn’t stop looking and laughing a nervous laugh. Like. “Are we going to make it?” We dusted ourselves off and found seats completely spread out so he couldn’t take us all out with one mighty blast.

Fast forward to the evenings activities. We were at the outdoor bar having a few when John G decides that a new breathing technique was in order. “Breath out he says” We all nod and learn the new way to survive….I mean breath. We had a sense for when it was about to happen. He seemed to get this weird look in his eye so we tried warning people. Ben showed up with his Wife. She didn’t know us so she thought we were “normal” I tried to warn her otherwise.  At one point I mouthed “run away” but she didn’t heed my warning. And then it hit her. She had this look in her eye that even I couldn’t explain but one thing is for sure. She “got it” For the rest of the evening we were like chess pieces being moved around a magic board with Geppetto  as the chess master. And so the legend of Shrek is born. If you should find yourself next to him at a fine Las Vegas establishment or anywhere else in the world, pay attention. Don’t take anything for granted and for crying out loud, kiss your children……

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