That title reminds me of a picture someone took of me at my first job after college. I was working as a photographer at the Harvard Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics and I couldn’t have been more proud. I’m still proud thirty years later. I wrote on it, “Look Ma, I’m working!” and mailed it to my mother. I should dig it up.
I managed to get past my enertia, and now I’m getting some work done. Not at this moment though. Right at this moment I’m goofing off and blogging, obviously. This is a picture of one my Christmas gifts, which is the most perfect shade of yellow. (Thank you, Karen, Peter, Chris and Nicole.)