The Price of Freedom is Ebay

I know I haven't been on here in a while, but a few things have happened since my last little spec-of-existence piece, but I have good excuses; some of which are in foreign languages, chewed by a rabid duck, and swallowed by somebody that's not grossed out by a duck.

Since my last post, I got laid off from work. Apparently, I and about a hundred others lowered the profit margin, go figure. I assume foolishly that as soon as the economy picks back up, I'll be back like canvas shoes and once again more Geico commercials featuring cavemen that didn't sell too well on television. I really did like working there, but I got laid off on the same day as someone who's been there almost the length of the company itself, so no hard feelings.....not even chubby feelings.
So, that being said, in my spare time, I've been selling like crazy on Ebay, finally getting the hang of it. My wife wanted the chance to work, so I gave up the role of the crouton winner and became Mr. Mom, the stay-at-home, super-powered jackass, as opposed to the regular run-of-the-mill jackass I usually provide. I'll be sure to contact the people that expect me to, so pull your pants back up, I'm not coming over tonight, I have a baby to feed.......and a doily to sell.