The kid and I went out drinking last night, without regrets. We both had to stomach a bit of guilt this morning, though, but that was also pretty easily squelched with the eventual finer sensibilities. Drinking's not so bad when it's fun.
I borrowed a new lens from a buddy at work. Everything that I have been doing has been wrong. I see that now. Soft Focus will become my new obsession. It will bring me towards the middle of Autumn before I lose interest in it. I'm running out of crises, so I'll need to generate some new ones soon.
Is it ironic or coincidental, or a bit of both, that conservatives make me feel more than most that all is already lost, and beyond saving.