My 7 year-old  grandson Monkey asked me the other day why I’m always on the computer.  I guess he doesn’t understand that I’m out here on amazing and diverse Internet adventures.  He just sees that I’m sitting here (another lesson there for another time) . . .

So back to the secret.

I told him I have a lot to do.

Geez, he says.  Why don’t you just get it ALL done . . . in . . . one . . . day?

And he meant business.

The next day, he came up to my desk and fussed at me for not getting it all done the day before.

So now you know.

No excuses.

The kid ought to teach seminars.