It's not wednesday...

I always end up writing on Wednesdays...no particular reason why, it just works out that way. I haven't written anything online in a bit, so I figured I'd throw out a bit of fluff to make today move a bit quicker. We finished Christmas shopping a long time ago, just an item or two was left by the beginning of December. Cheryl got her bike, I got my shotgun, Christmas is over for us. At least in a commercial regard. We still will see people and all that hoo-hah. Marianne and Andrew (& fam) are moving back to Oregon (finally) so that'll make for a good gift. They're actually due in today. It'll be nice to have them closer. Bunch of idiots (myself included) talking about going to the Christmas day blazer game. I've been backing the blazers solid since they started dumping the assholes with attitudes. I've always, ALWAYS backed Travis Outlaw. ALWAYS! Ask anyone, I've been behind that guy forever. It's good to see him getting it done. Cheryl's new job went haywire after a couple weeks, the union called a strike (rightfully) and everything is uncertain right now. At least the strike is over and the sides settled. We've started going to a Friday night group in Vancouver that Dr. Robinson is teaching. Actually, we're going again, we used to attend years ago when it was in Clackamas. It's been good to meet new couples and re-awaken parts of our minds that were dormant and under used. I drank a really decent home-brew from a guy I know from work. A smoked porter, aged in a bourbon barrel. I wish I could give a better tasting impression, but I was tired, it was tasty and it was 1 am. My powers of recollection only go so far. As you can tell I have nothing specific to write here, just ramblings which I transcribe as they are remembered. I'm sure it tends to be a boring read, but c'mon...who's really reading this anyway? Fredde, if you're reading this, I emailed you to no reply...get at me. Finally saw Harry Potter 5 (thanks for the motivation Rachel...) and that's about it for recent movies. We're all about the cheap theaters. Spent a day last week ripping up subfloor in a house in Chehalis that was flood damaged. Nasty, backbreaking work. It didn't help that the majority of guys there were ten years younger than me. I felt old and out of shape. For a couple days. Eh, gotta get back on the health wagon.
i guess that'll do for now...nothing really striking me as worthy of another fifteen minutes of writting. Oh yeah, play Puzzle Quest. Awesome game. Also, listen to Raising Sand by Allison Krauss and Robert Plant. It's mandatory. Alright, later...