It's about time. Academic economics in the US finally starts to get empirical.
I've been taken off the phones for the time being to do a billable project due by the first of August. At one level, it's interesting to do a spot of proper programming. On another level, I'm reminded why I quit the last pure programming job I had.
And I want to mightily smite my cow-orkers. Or rather, just one in particular. Perhaps I should nickname her Paris. But were I to do so it would be entirely out of spite. Hence using pseudonyms on the Internet becomes a reflection of the battle for cosmic justice going on within my soul.
Regardless, this needs to be short because of aforementioned project.
Last night after Vespers, the washing of the dishes, getting the rest of the family settled down into bed, I was tired and not thinking clearly. Really bad ideas were starting to seem attractive. I decided to run away and try to go to sleep. Slumber was ever so much a pleasant distraction.
I've got a whole new understanding of the parables of the corrupt judge and of the publican and the pharisee. I should write them down before I forget them. Rather than simply contrasting ``be this way'' versus ``be that way'', they're describing an entirely new mode of being to the ancient world.
Is it Thursday already? Woah.
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