Wednesday, January 16, 2008


Late-night work emails, Family Guy, Econ 200 homework, and a double shot of rum. It's an interesting night.

My woman picked the early season for a grand 3 month trip over to the old countries for work (with a 2 week return in the middle). No sooner was she out the door than the laptop came out, and yours truly was hunched over excel scheming how to cram in the training hours to get really, really fit and still accomplish large amounts of steelhead fishing, duck hunting, and cartoon watching. Then, it got cold.

It's that's lovely two weeks in January that we get every year, where the low overcast rolls in and sticks around for a while, maybe burning off in the afternoon, maybe not, and if not, then the temps stay low and the lower Willamette Valley stays indoors. Rideable. Unless you're me. If you're me, you bundle up, ride slowly, then sit inside and wish it was raining. My legs still turn in the rain. Something about the cold shuts off the old furnace and my riding turns to stink. Hence the rum.

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