If given the opportunity to go over to my father's house to help him "for just a few minutes", installing AOL for the 212th time and setting up his brand new $3000 laptop computer containing, as he so eloquently put it, "A whole lot of stuff that the guy from Dell said was really good, but I don't know what any of it is" to work on his brand new home network that lacks a hub/switch...

Even if my mother promises you dinner if you will "help her put a few things in the attic while you are there, it shouldn't take too long"...



Life is strange when you finally figure out what you want to do with it.

Things are hard and they stay hard, but somehow, the effort you had to put into everything you did up until that point becomes a memory of how hard it was, and everything you do comes out of desire – out of passion – for your chosen life.

You look around... It’s a whole new world. Your perception has been aligned and you look at life with a new clarity. You shake your head - half in disbelief that you are finally here, doing what you always dreamed of and half because you just can't understand why you did it sooner.

Life takes on new meaning and every day for the rest of your life, you continue down the path of living out your dream.

I am speaking, of course, about raising Alpacas.


I am now a member of the Techno-Elite!

I now own a device that beeps at me for no apparent reason!

It also randomly inputs letters whenever I try to write stuff on it, no matter what character I make!

Essentially, I have a handheld jibberish machine!

I call it my little Robin Williams.


This morning, I stopped by Kroger to pick up some peanuts and Red Bull. On the way out, I was walking by the vending machine and noticed a 10 dollar bill. "Well," I thought, "What a super fantastic twist of fate this is for me!"

Not half a minute later whilst entering my car, I heard some kid screaming and crying to his mother about losing something.

"But that was Grandma's present to me! I was going to buy her flowers!"

"It's ok, honey, we will make up for it. It was only 10 dollars."

Bum Bum Bum...

So, what do you do in this situation?

There is a better than average chance that the 10 dollar bill you just found belongs to that little boy. On the other hand, you need to buy lunch, and that 10 spot is just the ticket.

So yeah, I went over to him and his mother and told them I found a 10 dollar bill by the vending machines, then handed the Hamilton to the kid, who beamed a huge smile.

It wasn't the one he lost.

According to his mother, he had lost it before they even got to Kroger, but she immediately thanked me for my generosity and said I was a good person, all without telling me that I should keep what had become my money.

She just accepted without balking! How rude is THAT?

Stupid kid.