I’m at the top of the results if you search Yahoo! for “thesis about depression.” Which is kinda scary if you think about it.

On the one hand, I apparently write way too much about depression.

On the other hand, the interwebs apparently think I know more than I do.

Folks, I make this shit up as I go. I’m no more an expert on depression than I am on ice cream or beer.

MMmmmm, beer.

Er, where was I? Oh yeah. We cleaned our garage this weekend! So exciting. You can see actual floor in many areas of the garage now, and a huge pile o’ crap was placed at the curb to be hauled away by vultures. It feels good.

And, speaking of vultures, I find Facebook to be fascinating. I’m finding and/or being found by people I haven’t really thought about in years, decades even. Yes, am old. It’s interesting to see where everyone is now. One thing I’m seeing: apparently divorce is rather common “out there,” but we are about to celebrate our 22nd anniversary. Go figure.