Snow ... Theses ... Stuff

1) My wife fits into her prom dresses. Yup, junior and senior years people. And they're dresses she'd actually still wear. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised ... I still fit into a bunch of stuff I wore in HS. I should know ... I still wear a lot of it (much to Nena's chagrin)

2) It snowed Friday night and it was an amazing thing. There were these enormous, gorgeous flakes falling from the sky when Nena and I walked out of Jade around 7p. The kind of wet flakes you pray for as a kid because they mean snowball fights and snow forts and snow men. As we walked to our car, Nena reminded me of reason number 439 why I love her as she danced through the cars trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue.

It was so beautiful to watch her, I found myself wishing I'd brought my camera.

But I didn't so I'll have to try and describe it inaccurately and insufficiently with my words. Imagine these enormous white flakes falling out of the pitch dark sky. Nena, dancing amongst the cars whose colors have been washed out by the artificial halogen glow cast by the lamp posts. It was like something out of a movie, really.

However, as soon as we left Jade, our thoughts went from the pretty to the terrible. The flakes were beautiful in the sky but just ugly on the road. The road surface was getting sloppy and the Kansans around us proved just how inept they were at driving in the stuff. By the time we finished running our Friday night errands and made it safely home at 8p we were starting to panic about Nena's commute to work on Saturday morning.

Figuring that it was only going to get worse I ran out and shoveled the driveway as soon as we got home and it was with some satisfaction that I turned around and admired my handiwork- noting that I was going to be the only guy in the neighborhood able to get in and out of his garage with any kind of ease come morning.

Right, I need to remember not to think these things. We got up Saturday morning to find that the pavement had been too warm to keep any snow on it. Yup, every driveway on the block was clear ... as was our street, which 12 hours before had been almost impossible to drive.

If there's one thing I hate about winter, it's shoveling 12 hours before the rest of it melts ... and melt it did. If you drove through L-Town today this post would be your only clue that it'd snowed here recently.

3) The Hasselhoffian Recursion.

Amazing doesn't begin to describe this one. You'll have to see it for yourself. Just a beautifully brilliant image.

4) Proposal is DONE. On time, people. Thank you for all your support for the last few days. Now begins the hour of the next deadline ... I will have phase one of my database completed by 9:30a Central on Friday, February 4th.

5) What is phase one? Easy. I'm going to create an Excel workbook for every year between 1995 and 2001. Each workbook will have a sheet for each Monday of the year. On that sheet I am going to fill in the rating for that week's Raw and Nitro along with which characters appeared on those broadcasts.

Yes, it's incredibly ambitious to say I'll be done in a week ... but these are what the goals are about.

6) My reward? Nena and I are driving up to The Minny. Saturday is the first meeting for the Carleton class of 2001's reunion committee. Big fun. We're also going to be lame and go to The Cave on Friday night, though Chas and Cody swear to me that the band we're going to see is totally worth it.

Having heard a few of their tracks, I have to admit the Olympic Hopefuls do sound like they're worth the indignity of going to The Cave ... three and a half years after graduating from Carleton.

7) Sammy Sosa's been traded ... I'll save that for a later rant. Because believe me. There's a rant coming.