Whirlwind

So far 2006 has been a very busy year. I didn't get eaten by gators out on the airboat, thank goodness. And I must say that the boat tour was much cooler than I expected. It was very interesting and really a lot of fun. Our tour guide looked like an all-leather version of Sammy Haggar and he knows everything there is to know about the Everglades, so he was the prefect tour guide. Even in spite of the fact that the battery on the boat died out in the middle of nowhere and we had to have a new one brought out to us. It gave us a few minutes to ask questions and even roll up our pant legs and hop out of the boat - it was only 2' deep where we were at the time and gators prefer deeper water, so I wasn't in mortal danger or anything. I'll post pics soon of me in the Everglades. Not too many people get to say they were actually in the Everglades, so that was a cool experience.

Last night we went to the Hard Rock casino (gotta love those Indian reservations) and ate at Hooters - gee, ya think my brother had anything to do with that? He's such a frat boy sometimes.

I started a new workout plan, got a DVD I love that really gives me a great all-over beating. New year, new plan to banish the wibbly wobblies.

So much more to tell, but I've got to get some work done first. Right now I'm very sad about the miners in West Virginia who were trapped when their shaft exploded and only one survived. Trapped down there for 3 days, not much oxygen, lots of poisonous gases, little chance of survival. But one 27 year old guy made it out. Unfortunately the families of these men were told mistakenly that they had all survived. Bells rang throughout the town for a few hours and people celebrated and breathed again after holding everything in and fearing the worst for days... but then the announcement came that there was a mistake in the communication and only 1 of the 13 men had been rescued. It's so sad I can't even imagine what they're going through. I've had people in my family associated with mines for generations so this story really tugs at my heart strings. I'm thinking a lot about them today.

On a totally frivolous note (and one that diametrically clashes with the new wibbly wobbly banishment plan): K Lance sent me his totally trendy hoodie with the busted zip so I can begin Operation Sweatshirt and fix it, and along with it sent me my favorite candy item of all time - Sarris chocolate covered pretzels. A whole bag of 'em. They're frickin' delish. Ate 3 last night. Really want some right now. Really. They're the best junk food ever created.