An explanation is in order. I took a photo of myself at the end of this weekend, not a particularly restful Labor Day. I spent the time neck deep in house projects. I defrosted a refrigerator, in order to repair a clogged drain and replace an evaporative fan that had gone out. I also had to deal with a dishwasher that wasn't draining, and had been sitting for a few days as I had been too busy to get to. The water in it had turned rancid, and so this task was not pleasant. In a nutshell, I was f*cking DONE. This was all after a particularly difficult week of homework and other various projects rendering my hands battered and full of splinters and cuts, the stench of my sweat with sawdust, rancid water, smoke, and whatever else helped me decide that it's time for a war with God. In any case, after my happy days of labor wound down, I snapped a pic on my laptop before I was able to drag my sorry carcass into a much needed shower. The face is the stare I gave one of my kids whe...