Geoff in the country

Apparently there is no money in the country. Everybody works on the barter system. This is me going to the video store to trade vegetables (and some edible flowers--those orange things are nasturtiums) for the first disk of the first season of Battlestar Galactica.

This, I suppose, means bad news for Big Geoff--the suggestion being that, instead of a nice ten thousand dollar check in return for a painting (or better yet, a satchel full of crisp Benjamins), I will be receiving a cow or a goat.

Which is troubling.

On several levels.