dead_milkman

Time for an update, I suppose... And what better time than now? You see, Bubba, I've just woken up to a glaring reminder that it is not, in fact, morning, but afternoon. Little red numbers ruining my delusions. I must have forgotten to actually set my alarm after late night Cribbage action at the shop. I figure I'm justified in being late, though, what with the fact that I spent something like 14 hours there yesterday. And it's not like anyone really cares when I show up. But, it would have been nice to set a good example for my last few days of work before my government sponsorship program kicks in for the fall. The trip to the Bugaboos went quite well. Good weather. Good company. Brad' is one out of shape mother. Silly boy. Thinking he can alpine climb. Hell, I sat on the couch for a month and wasn't half as bagged. Kids. I'm off to Nevada for some climbing and interbike and - ostensibly - job searching. It should be an adventure. Take the new car for a rip though the desert. Howl at some cacti. Try not to lose money in Vegas. I have a hotel room floor to sleep on and a promise of a disk golf game on the 27th, so alll is more or less right with the universe. Now... all I need to do is get my ass to work. Coffee's brewed. That should help. Oh, and figure out what to do with my life. Or just go climbing. Either, or.