...and all's quiet around here. The wife and the spawnlets off to grandma's house, which I avoid whenever I can. And since I'll be working for one of my employees for a month so he can go off and get married, this is the last Sunday I'll have to myself for a while.
Sunday. The day I spend sifting through the dross on the various links to the right, searching for gold. Or at least silver.
I do have a plan, but like any plan that starts with "#1) Get a lot of money", it's still just a plan, rather than a reality.