January 31

There's no dilemma that can't be solved if we just sit around and stare at our belly buttons long enough.

January 30

Reality is here now.
A delightfully unpleasant notion at its best.
I'm a little shaky.
Looking ever onward.
To the future I belong.
I'm on my way.

January 29

When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you'll do then
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

--Elton John

January 28

Everything seems kind of wonky (in a good way) today.

January 27

Snowed off and on from about 5am. Rain started around 2.30, 3.00pm. Freezing rain followed shortly thereafter. Boo. Oh well, whatevs.

January 26

Monday night madness. Woot. Luckily, all the beaters seem to stay away from Dixie when it's in good shape. So I skied it all night.

January 25

I didn't do a lot today. Played the force unleashed for a couple hours while Lily napped. Then I played it again from the time she went to bed until midnight-ish. The control scheme is ok, but the camera is teh suck, as is the targeting system. There ya have it, the unofficial, two sentence video game review from Bill. As for todays picture, one of these I am not, but it was almost midnight and I needed to take a photo.

January 24

So I drove up to Murray's Fly Shop in Edinburg to check out some fly rod building info. Picked up a sweet little book so that hopefully by spring time I can have my own 4 weight rod built for about $100. On the way back I drove through the covered bridge at Meem's Bottom if you're headed south on Rte. 11 I think it's the first road on the right after you cross the bridge and head out of Mt. Jackson. There's a big row of Oak trees lining the road so it's pretty hard to miss. I couldn't get out of the car because I had Lily with me so I took the photo while I was rolling through the bridge at about 5-10mph.