Reflections While Sitting on Living Room Couch Watching Lion King 1 1/2

February. March. April. Most of May. Here we are. Three-and-a-half months have passed since the last (weak) entry. One Valentine's Day, one anniversary, one wife's birthday, one trip by wife and daughter to the inlaws, one visit from some inlaws, three Philadelphia friends discovered locally, one visit from parents and sister, two gala dinners, one golf tournament, two Diamondbacks games, one company bought (for a client), one company sold (for a client), two nights slept on a couch at the office, one colleague departed, one Mothers Day, seven paychecks, two tax returns, one friend with 6,000 moldy perches, one trip to New York, one brother finishing one year of law school and seeking one summer job, one episode of car repair, one homeowners' association citation for weeds in front yard ... Like sands through the hourglass, these are the funky days of our lives.