Sometimes it’s nice to drift away from serious subjects, like writing and teaching and intergalactic problem solving, and well… just goof off. It may be shocking to some, but I’m really not always the studious, furrow-browed, creative genius that I sometimes appear to be. For instance, in this casual snapshot, my bride caught me communing with the hounds over who might actually score the last slice of pizza. Note the intensity of Bailey’s eyes versus Shasta’s hysterical squint (and my usual oblivious expression). I think Annie actually got the food, though I could be wrong. It’s been awhile.
So now that I’m between serious posts, and haven’t been motivated to write about the Christmas season we’re currently cruising through, I thought I’d just ramble a bit. I can tell you’re thrilled, right? And then I realized everyone’s going to be too busy to read one old guy’s thoughts on the state of nothing in particular. Shocking, I know.
So instead, I’ll just wish everyone a hearty Christmas and a healthy New Year. Do everything you can to stay happy. You’ll live longer and enjoy the extra time a whole lot more.