...in which I congratulate my wallet...

For my oldest son getting good enough grades that he had thousands of dollars in college scholarships heaped upon him last night at his honors banquet.  I was so fucking happy for my wallet that I dug him out of my carry on bag where he sleeps while I'm onboard and told him the good news, then we danced around the room, together.  I bet he had a hard time falling asleep, last night.  I know I did.