Recovered from the Wayback Machine.
Sharon, an artist, single mom, and baker of biscotti as well as the author of Absolute (a terrific weblog BTW, go read it) has been having a tough time this month.
I had repeated a short essay I wrote earlier in the year, to cheer Sharon up. However, later in the day, after reviewing it in a fevered state, I noticed that it was a bit fatalistic. So I pulled it. Instead, all I can say is: Merry Christmas, Sharon. I do hope things turn around for you.
