See, the thing is, I just bought a hammock.
When I was ten my father called me into his study one day.
“There are two types of people in this world,” he said. “Those with hammocks, and those without hammocks. I don’t ever want you to be one of those people.”
“Which people?” I asked. "The ones with hammocks, or the ones without hammocks?”
“Get out!” he roared. “You ungrateful young toad. One more peep out of you and I’ll leave your inheritance to the Cat Orphanage.”
The tragedy is that, as the owner of a hammock, I now get even less done than before. Updating this cretinous site, for example, would involve getting out of hammock and schlepping down the road to find an internet. Frankly, the effort/benefit ratio is too high. So sod off.
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