In case you have not been paying attention, things around here have been somewhat automated for the past few weeks, on account of Better Half and I heading out to the Pacific North Wet to hang out with my parents for a spell. It is going to take me a few days to catch up on all the comments the site received and all the email I received (if I have not responded to your email within the past two weeks, send it again – it probably got buried under all the rest), so bear with me.
Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas / Happy Hanukkah / joyous solstice celebration of their choosing and a good New Year… and I further hope you purchased all of the ammunition, normal-capacity magazines, and modern sporting rifles you want for the foreseeable future. My father actually missed out on buying a 9mm CX4 he had his eye on – he was going to wait to go shopping with me when we came out, but we did not get there until the week after the Newtown shooting, and by then prices had jumped from $750 to ~$900, with all of his local stores already sold out. Last we looked a few days ago, where you could find them they were running ~$2000. Hell with that.
On a completely unrelated note, our flight from Seattle got in to Nashville at 2130 last night (flying out of an airport three hours from home saved us ~$300 a ticket; well worth it), and once you factor in picking up our bags, waiting for the shuttle, and so forth, we were not back to the hotel where our car was parked until about 2230. We had planned for that ahead of time by reserving the hotel room that came with the parking space (amusingly, getting the hotel room was cheaper than parking the car in a designated car lot for two weeks), and elected to just crash for the night at the hotel. I got up at 0545, had breakfast, scampered back home (across the time zone change in the wrong direction, to boot), unloaded the car, fed the cats, had lunch, and scampered in to work about noonish.
Before we went on vacation, I told my boss and my fellow staff that I would be back at work today; I had been planning on being here earlier, but life is life, and attempting a three hour drive after already having flown for somewhere around 12 hours sounded like a Really Bad Idea™. To a person, the reaction of every one of my coworkers to whom I told the above story was some variation of, "Why are you here at work today? I would have stayed home…"
I mean no disrespect against those fellow employees, but to put it simply, that attitude is one of the reasons America is in the plight it finds itself in these days. Do what you say you are going to do to the best of your abilities, or do not say you are going to do it. Granted, I did not actually do much today – mostly catch up on where I should be after two weeks of absence – but the point stands.