Not an Option

I told my wife some time ago that we could lose everything - absolutely everything - and I would be okay with that. As long as I have the essentials I will be okay. I need, and I mean need, my wife. If I have my kids on top of that, better than good.

I have faith that we would do whatever it takes to get by. I am not above living in my parents' basement. Or attic. Or wherever. I am not above flipping burgers or delivering pizza. (Actually, delivering pizza is an awesome job.) I don't expect it would be easy or that I wouldn't want something better for my family.

But this is not an option:

http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/01/28/family.dead.california/index.html

Atlas Shrugged - Part I

"Every government interference in the economy consists of giving an unearned benefit, extorted by force, to some men at the expense of others."

-Ayn Rand

Back On or Near the Top

I recently puzzled over the order in which the blog links on my wife's website were arranged.

Alphabetically? Nope.

In order of most preferred? Surely not; mine was near the bottom.

Randomly? Perhaps.

Then I realized the blogs with the most recent posts were at the top. Lazy posters such as myself were delegated to the rear, as it were.

So I post.

Limelight, you are mine!