Thank God for the Blizzard

I was planning to drive down to the cities on Tuesday but the weather gurus predicted a blizzard, so I drove down at 9:30 Monday night. Upon arrival, I checked my email and got really confused. In the process of getting un-confused the next day (Tuesday), I found out about a new job opening. I interviewed for it at 2:30, which is half an hour before I was planning to even be in the cities, and got the job. So praise God for the blizzard!

Another Bright Idea

Last night, as I was cruising down the freeway on my way back to the cities, yet another antsy city slicker got right up on my tail as I was passing a semi truck. I started thinking about what he must be thinking of me, and it didn't slip my attention that my car has a rounded front, in keeping with the 90s, but the back is squared off like a battle wagon from the 60s or 70s. I appreciate this feature, because it looks intimidating. That pointed my mind toward demolition derbies. And then my latest great idea was born. I wonder if I could reduce tailgaters by applying the following to a prominent location on the back of my car:



p.s. For those who don't know, I really am a demolition derby veteran. 2003.

Sibling Adventures

I went home for the weekend and brought my brother back with me, since he is on Christmas break. It took us about two hours to trash both of our sleds. :-( Boy, did we have fun doing it, though. Apparently plastic sleds aren't made for 25 mph races on hard-packed snow. They probably would have survived, except that there were a bunch of little bumps and ridges on the hill that would lift us off the sleds slightly and drop us back onto them on weird angles if we were even slightly off balance. Also, Jason ran into a large, solid object. Praise God he didn't get hurt. The sled sure did. I will take pictures of the sleds and post them here- after we use them some more. Who needs sides, anyway! All they do is help you steer...