I hate advice. Well, hate is too strong, but I don’t feel much like listening to it. If I can’t figure it out, I’d rather do without. I like sympathy, and empathy, and support, but advice is hard for me. When I do feel I can’t do without it, I turn to my wife. She is very smart, and she has a legal training, and she is a great mother, and she is wise, and she loves me (go figure), so I figure she can offer me good counsel.