In my whirlwind round of doctors’ offices, trying to get myself all checked out, clean-dentifriced, dehistamined and corticosteroided before I am uninsured, I hit the optometrist’s office, something I hadn’t done since approximately my graduation from high school.

Now, the tale of my life as a four-eyes is a long, fairly boring one, but suffice it to say that I had bad eyes, but I was saved by heroical bifocals in time, and by the time I went to college I was down to mild reading glasses, which I promptly lost. It was college, okay? So it turns out that the last few years reading without the benefit of specs have NOT blighted my eyeballs as I feared, and, in fact, I needed new reading glasses (despite finding the old pair in a forgotten backpack pocket) because my eyes had gotten YET BETTER. So now my eyes shan’t get tired looking at monitors a long time, which will be jolly should I ever find my old friend gainful employ again.

So, without further ado, here I am, as of yesterday restored to full bespectacled geekiness (for the purposes of reading and computation):