…depending on how you look at it; I mean, I thought that it was productive, but then one of my metrics for success is how badly-spelled the hate mail is. Although, truth be told many days I don’t even get hate mail. Alas. Alack.
Moving along: light posting – seriously; the weekend is being spent at a lakefront camp that may have electricity but won’t have Wi-Fi, so don’t expect much. Maybe a couple of posts preloaded. In the meantime, hit the tip jar.
Because if you don’t, the sun will implode.
Nah, really it’s so that I can get a hotel room for the RS Gathering. My readers’ generous contributions have already paid for the plane ticket, bless them.