Once again we're back in a cycle of introspection.  Sure it's healthy and all, but it's not a process that's enjoyable.  At least future me will once again be better for it.

And if that wasn't enough, the kids took their fort building (in the rich neighborhood's field) too far and now people are pissed.  I told them not to steal fence rails, but did they listen?  Nooooo.

March Madness is here!  Of course now I know my bracket is hot garbage, but as of recording I was still full of hope of being at least competitive in my various groups.  Oops. 

Did I get myself a big-boy bottle of whiskey?  Have I really started making connections in this world?  Was Michter's 10-year rye worth the cost and arrangements?  (Spoiler alert - it was).

Enjoy!