Well, I think that was hiatus enough for any. I'm back, after much chiding, mostly by my own conscience. A few friendly reminders from Wisp didn't hurt, either. In any case, the current situation in which I find myself is thus: Life have become exponentially difficult, of late. What with the scam situation, (See Wisp's blog for much clearer details than I could give) the various job applications, trying to make things work when the box only had half the puzzle. So, after much painstaking assembly of what puzzle pieces were contained therein, onlookers yet demand the rest of the puzzle be brought together. With pieces that I don't have. I don't know where to acquire them. It seems like all of the wealthy and successful people in the world all have this book, this manual, of what to do to be that way. Was there some college fraternity that I wasn't aware of that teaches you all the right things? Introduces you into all the right social circles? It almost smacks of aristocracy, the way it's treated by some of it's members.I'll tell you one thing I know for sure. We're all US until money hits the table. Then suddenly there's a THEM. I don't understand the division. At the heart of my life, though, is my strength. My rock. My stability throughout the storm. My wife. The strongest, most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on. And she's OK with the fact that the boat that is my life is small. It's easy to turn, maneuverable. It can survive the harshest waves. And after all, the Titanic tanked on it's maiden voyage...
