As my wife was showing me the utterly ludicrous fee she has to pay to take her anatomic pathology board certification exam, I realized that there is probably a niche market for obscene check designs. You know: rather than a sports team logo or kittens or whatever people normally get, you’d have variations on the bird, the full moon, the kissing and sucking of various body parts, to strike just the right note of seething resentment with your payment.

I wonder how hard it would be to start a check printing company… Nah, I really don’t think I’d want that much association with such a thing. Plus I’m sure that if I’ve thought of this, someone else has too.

In no particular order, I’m thankful for:
– My amazing wife. She supports me financially, morally, and logistically. She’s so together, I often wonder how she manages to put up with me so well.
– The Rileybug. His laugh is the very best thing I’ve ever heard.
– My sweet little Lydia. I forsee many occasions laughing with her about her big brother’s silliness.
– The font of support that is my in-laws, especially Laura’s mom.
– All y’all, for bringing a smile to my face every day.

I tell you, my cup runneth the hell over. I’d keep going, but if this were an award show they’d eventually have the orchestra blare me off the stage.

I juuuust finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows not five minutes ago. Already I’m missing having it to read and look forward to. Funny how a book can be fully satisfying while still leaving you with that feeling.

I’ll say more later, probably, after I’ve ruminated on it a bit.

My friend and neighbor Jeremy is lining us up a recording session with a friend of his who has a little recording studio in his home. We’re getting together to play a little more often now, having lots of fun and working out some of his songs. We’re also trying to figure out what to call ourselves.