School kids across the region got a snow day on Friday. It’s been a long time since I was a school kid, but I took one anyway. Following both your advice* and my instincts, I left early Friday for Seven Springs. The trip there wasn’t especially rough, with the exception of one squall I drove… Read More snow day.
At about this time a year ago, I was dying to go skiing — and the weather posed something of a problem. Here we are again — I can go tomorrow, but the weather seems bent on making my day as difficult as possible. Last year, it was the cold, as in a high of… Read More once again.
If I can get there — and I plan to try — the skiing on Friday is going to be killer.
(We did start the year off by jumping in the Mon again, and I’m going to tell you about that tomorrow. But first…) Since Sept. 4, this red bracelet — which reads “People – Tradition – Excellence” — has stayed on my left wrist. Since Saturday, Sept. 5 — when Ethel picked it out of… Read More a great winter.
Boy, NaBloPoMo ended and everything here just kind of went to hell, huh? Our skis are in the shop. It’s only a matter of time. Mrs. Crappy had back-to-back god-awful-early shifts at her paper on Friday and Saturday morning, so on her way home Friday, she called and suggested that I get the hell out… Read More slacking.
This doesn’t solve all the problems. It doesn’t answer all the questions. We have the same owner, the same coach and the same players who have led us to a 2-11 season to this point, and a string of unbearable seasons before that. And that’s not going away anytime soon. But for tonight, for the… Read More it happened.
