I get a lot of email; a LOT. And I’m not just talking about notes and cute kitten photos from friends. I get three or four quotes of the day (which I like), a short story of the day (which I love) and innumerable recipes of the day (which I can’t help checking out). I also get tips. LOTS of tips. Tips on how to dress, what to eat, who to date and what to do about stinky breath. There are also tips on how to beat the blues, how to lower your blood pressure and how to live with bipolar disorder. It’s my own fault. I give out my email address willy-nilly. I know I shouldn’t, but that’s beside the point.