It’s Friday night. I’ve just finished a healthy meal of pasta and green beans, read of bit of Gulliver’s Travels, and am now sitting down to do a bit of writing. I have a single glass of whiskey (Aberlour single malt) to keep me company, and a bit of light music in the background. I feel neither old nor young. Welcome to the world of 26.

This age started out a little over a month ago with thoughts I have already described. There are a number of events that have occurred since that warrant close inspection, though. I recount them here for your amusement. (more…)