I always liked that bumper sticker. However, a Real Job was what I had. What I needed to Get was A Life. The Job was great fun. Radio tuned to talk, television to legislative session or C-Span, computer always on.
Newspapers read first thing each day, e-mail last thing at night.
And then, partly because of voter apathy, our petition to roll back the income tax rate didn't make the 1998 ballot, and I was born again. Then I checked my list of things I'd always wanted to do, but never had time for doing, and shared it with my equally born-again partner Chip Ford. In September, we went to King Richard's Faire. In the evenings after work, novels were read, first-run movies were seen, television series were discovered. The screened front porch was occupied daily.