A few days ago, the baby Skylar was flushed and pooping, so Nick came up for a consult. I told him that it was probably nothing, just a reaction to the heat wave. He wasn't sure, so he took her to the doctor. Sure enough, she had an ear infection. The bill came to $60 (what!) and so Nick sullenly returned, cap in hand, to see if I could help out til next week when Shyla gets paid. Scott and I are tapped out, thanks to both of us being unemployed for four months, but I agreed to lend him the money for the afternoon, while Shyla went to her mom to shake her down. A financial plan was arranged, baby was medicated, and all was right with the world once again. A few hours later, I went down to their apartment to check on them and discovered that Skylar was back to her bouncy self. Nick, on the other hand, looked very much like Jack Nicholson in The Shining : hair all akimbo, long scraggily sideburns, black under the eyes. I remember that look. All he was missing was the swe...