The best part of my day today? Getting another email from a reader saying the book had helped him to believe in himself as an artist again. Nice to know. More than anything else, I think that is my purpose here.
What will be the best part of my night? Ah, that is yet to unfold.
My sons and I went to the batting cages last night, just to smack the &*%! out of some balls. Punks bat as well as I do now, but I ain’t gonna admit that. It’s my blog. They want to talk about their batting, they can get their own freaking blog.
Quite proud of them, which we discussed over popsicles after.