At last

Christmas has come and gone at last. Now, we have new years looming in the near future. Then Valentines day, Easter, blah, blah blah. Endless holidays designed to perform several wallet-dectomies on you. Mugged by Santa. Robbed by sweethearts. Even the rabbit gets in his punches. It's a wonder that there are any men left standing by the Fourth of July. At least these interludes of thievery bring an occasional good meal. I remember with fuzzy fondness the good old days when I was traveling overseas and could basically ignore all these holidays. Now I'm trapped, just like the rest of you chumps, here in the land of plenty o' gimmee.

Only a couple of months until spring. I can't wait. I must apologize to you weather fans. I only thought it was cold here. It was 4 below in Mexico last night. The daytime temp here is around 60. I still get to watch the weather channel and laugh my ass off.

Unbelievable disaster in southeast Asia. Phu Ket was one of my favorite spots on earth. Now its destroyed. They say it may take 10 years to recover and rebuild. The videos of the calamity are horrendous.

No fishing yet. My spies back east say that they'll have an excellent trout season if they don't get frozen out. What's the deal with skiing? How could anyone want to go out in sub-zero weather just to slither down an ice covered mountain on two boards? Pure idiocy!