The not-so-daily update

Yes, I missed a day . . . or two, depending on how you count time. I'm not going to get wrapped around the axle over it. Therein lies madness . . . like when you make a New Year's resolution to lose weight, then you eat one volcano brownie and you're like "oh well, that's the end of that". Foolishness. It's the journey, not the destination.

So, the actual post. Amazon apparently made it possible to comment on comments today, and smaller fleas have smaller fleas ad nauseum. This gave me the idea for a real revenue generator, if I were a publisher:

• Hire a person with a severe self-esteem disorder (of either variety). Pay them to write a really crappy book.
• Publish it.
  
• Point them at the Amazon page for said book, with its inevitable spate of ranting about nonsense courtesy of the particular species of subliterate trolls who live there, virtually speaking.
• Hilarity ensues.
• Put up Paypal donations page for providing stellar entertainment, interweb style!