Still nothin’ going on. Sleeping in. Eating out. Boisterous conversation slandering co-workers, friends and family. Missing Melissa. Bridges is back in town and is a good couch-mate. The man is pure gold. He just got in from his Japan mission. The “One Man Trying To Offend A Nation” tour, or something.

I went snowboarding yesterday and after a couple turns down a windblown ice field I called it quits. Getting down to the bottom was frustrating. I’m tired of feeling like I’m simply going through the motions on the hill. The excitement is gone. I had a lot of good years in the mountains riding.