The Beast

One thing bank accounts love to do is dwindle. Mine, for example, seems to have a very dwindlish tendancy. Sometimes, I just lie on my back and listen to it dwindling.

Hopefully, you got a chance to read about "The Good Homosexual", about which I have been very passionate for the past little while. But no more! See, while my bank account continues to downsize, my stomach and the stomachs of my wife, dog and cat do not.

Ergo, I have decided to once more brave that Balroguesque beast, Darth Ebay, to try to de-dwindle my dough. On January 17th at 7:00 p.m., my "Faith" is going up for sale. It will be listed in Art/Paintings/Contemporary/Other, under the heading "J.L. Barkey. Original Acrylic Painting - Faith".

I put this off for so long because ebay tends, like all interactive internet places, to suck my soul forcefully through my nose. It is painful, and I do not like it. The only other option (and you should seriously consider this, people) is if hundreds more people call up Mike Masterton at Solace Energy and start buying fireplaces. That way, they'll need more installers and I can get hired back. However, since that pretty much never happens in the months following Christmas, I am afraid I am going to have to succumb to yet more nasal-soul-stealing.

For sooth, I say unto y'all, I wish to Texas I didn't have to resort to this, but while I myself could probably handle a three or four month fast until my next bout of summer labor, round about day fifteen I think the dog and the cat might start sizing me up as steak.