Wow, almost at the end of My Aughts! Ironic that, one of writing's ostensible purposes being to capture moments and stop time, this project seems to be moving so swiftly. We have three more entries, then I'll take a break for the Thanksgiving holiday and we'll go back to the Seventies for All You Need to Know on Sunday, December 1.
Allow me to get all mushy for a few seconds, if only in honor of the holidays. I've gotten so many wonderful responses over the last three months, I feel like the most popular guy in the world. Well, except for maybe George Bailey. And he's a fictional character. (I'm only a quarter fiction, which was enough to get me into a traditionally nonfiction graduate college.)