So the other night we were lounging in the loft watching the Michigan/MSU basketball game and Jenelle said "hey the Soo locks are on Dirty Jobs;" we tuned in and got all nostalgic about the snow and cold and UP-ness of the whole thing. Then this morning it was snowing when I walked out the door towards work and I was all nostalgic again, except when I got to Brookside Road my nostalgia received a swift kick in the shin: 50 minutes to travel the 11 miles to work with less than half an inch on the ground. Oh the roads were slick, sure, but at 12 miles an hour the danger was pretty minimal and the frustration pretty maximal.
Last night was the State of the Union address, which I heard was nice but can't verify because I was performing my new civic duty as secretary of the LMT P&R board. Nobody else was inclined to volunteer so I did; taking notes on my laptop during the meeting meant that I was almost done when I powered down.
I played Monday night Upper Perk hoops with three other Knollies. It was pretty fun to run full court man-to-man for almost two straight hours, though by the end I could barely muster the energy to beg "sub!" There's also rumored to be some sort of social gathering after work tomorrow, which is a first.
Thursday, January 28, 2010