Ah, yes. My daughter is now sweet sixteen. And boys drop by to visit her. I am so very, very not ready for this. I've had sixteen years to prepare, but still I feel as if this has all happened too quickly. Silly, no? Tonight my daughter continues her meteoric climb up. She has been asked to sing lead for a bluegrass band. I see her life building from one success to another. My wife, too, goes from one job to a better job, each one building upon skills she acquired through on-the-job training. My life, on the other hand, feels as if my successes are scattered randomly behind me, none linking to each other. As I wrap up a DVD project today, I undertake a web design project next, with another waiting in the wings after that. One would think I'd be excited about all this, and I am, but there's a nagging feeling in the back of my mind. Don't get me wrong. I truly am excited for the work, but each job feels like a 90° turn from the other. I suspect that's just me who feel...