The past couple of days have caught me in the middle of a sad legal battle, so when I came home and found Mark’s honest critique on my Literature post as well as a brouhaha on Marginal Revolution and Econlog over the price and value of custom picture framing (my attempt at contributing to our livelihood) I found myself unwilling to rise to the challenges and more than willing to seek a release from reality in the comfort of sleep. Unfortunately, that only held me a couple hours and now I am awake and alert in the early morning hours of a new day which will most likely see me burying my thoughts under a framing workload that should, by all accounts, make me a millionaire because it’s a ripoff of my clientele.
Have a nice life.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
I was just in a mood. Take care.