Today will mark 4 years that Kirby has been dead.  Back in the day, Kirby loved the cold weather.  I hate the cold weather.  He and I agreed on most things, liked most things, however cold weather was not one of them.  He still somehow managed to talk me into going for walks no matter how bitter cold it was.  It's 10℉ outside now and when it's this cold, I always think of him trying to convince me to go for a walk with him.  Without him here, I have absolutely no motivion nor desire to go outside in the cold. 

I have friends on both sides of the creation vs big bang fence.  Sometimes it seems they vehemently oppose each other.  I frequently find myself in the middle of a debate or feel like I'm some kind of mediater.  But more often than not I can actually see the humor in it. 

I'm sure I'm going to alienate some of my friends.  But, the older I get the less I seem to care what people think about me... and even less if they like me.

This momma racoon showed up with 4 of her offspring.  They get into everything.  So much fun to watch and so cute.

In my opinion, google+ or google plus or however you're supposed spell it, is off to a rocky start at best.  Their track record isn't that great.  Orkut and Buzz seemed to have bombed.  I'm sure some people are still using them, but I have no idea why.

I just saw this on Google. Better sell now!!!

Google fixed it 5 minutes after I got the screen cap.

Today would have been another birthday for Kirby.  This time of year Kirby would have looked forward to finding cool flowing streams.. or any moving water to splash around in.  He had a knack, no, an obsession for seeking out the source of the sound that flowing water makes.  If it's within his earshot, that's where he was heading.  Running water was like crack.  Almost on par with dry fluffy snow.  It was also this time of year when the groundhogs are awakening.  There's nothing like a good groundhog chase. 

I've had more than enough running on the treadmill this winter. I can't take it any more. Treadmills are evil. Today I forced myself to run in the snow. Slowly and with snot running all over my face because the wind was blowing it there.. I trudged through the snow. Sounding and probably looking a lot like big foot. Made myself run for 35 minutes, except when I was sliding down hill. No more treadmills. They are dead to me.

I can't believe how long this issue has been raging on. And yet, I'm still amazed at how many people who have no vested interest in it, continue to weigh in on it.  Go ahead, count me as one of them.  What I'm not amazed with however, is that the government continues to listen to those who have no vested interested in it. By vested interest, I mean people that are completely unaffected by a gay marriage whatsoever.

So today is new years eve.  I always seem to ponder my place in life.  But for some reason, this time of year, after the holidays and the arbitrary start of a new calendar seems to make me ponder even harder.  It seems most people find themselves in the same position I'm in.  Pondering their "new years resolutions".. etc.  Well.. this new years, I vow to change nothing.