Titles are unnecessary.

Not a bad day, all in all. Madre spent a considerable amount of time on here setting up our trip to Frisco in March. The place doesn't sound too bad; reportedly lots to do there.

Read a large chunk of a book called "Freakonomics" today. Very interesting arguments. Its subtitle is "A rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything." I had no idea there was such a strong corellation between abortions and the future crime rate. That being said, we shouldn't have to live in a society where some even need abortions. But that's a bit of wishful thinking. It's rather humbling to view the human race as a bunch of inherently selfish beings, who sometimes cooperate against each other, but said book inpires just such thoughts. Right now I really have very little faith in human capacities of any sort. It would be ungratefullness of the most human kind to attribute what good there is in this world to ourselves, no, that doesn't fly with me. I'd say the Man Upstairs is about the only thing keeping our asses out of nuclear holocaust or summut like that. But after all, what's an unconditionally loving parent to do?