The Rogue's Quiet Weekend
by Tux Toledo
Do
you know how hard it is to thwart an unscrupulous financier's hostile takeover attempt? No, you probably don't.
The deed is tough and tiring. Offer, counter offer.
Bluff, counter bluff. Perhaps even a little
deception. When the stakes are high the ethical standards are
low. It's enough to drain the old joie de vie and make one
feel as if one had just spent the last 24 hours traversing the French
countryside behind the wheel of a D-type Jaguar. Only a quiet
weekend can restore one's passion for le grand monde.
Whenever I'm in need of a quiet weekend California's Gold Country is my
preferred destination. The abandoned mines and Sierra Nevada
foothills calm one's soul and the stately homes filled with ghosts of
the Gold Rush fortify one's spirit.
My spirit definately needed fortifying after saving Avalon Industries from that buzzard Halzbee. So it was off to Nevada
City with high hopes and high expectations.
© 2008 David Biagini