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Potpourri

So I’m applying for jobs in Denver. My company has a big tech presence in that area, and I’ll have lots of opportunities to grow and move up in the organization. I’m excited about the possibilities.

I’ve been wanting to escape from the People’s Republik of Kaliforniastan for a really long time. Finally, I’m fed up with this state enough to really take serious steps towards employment in another state.

I’ve been exploring the wonders of grapes lately. I like wine but I can’t really get into it. Port and brandy and cognac on the other hand…

I think my favorite cognac so far is Remy Martin VSOP. Hennessey is good, but I don’t think I’ll be buying it again.

I’ve only just scratched the surface of ports. Right now there is a bottle of 10 year old Graham’s tawny on my desk. Delicious.

Been spending less time on FaceBook and more time on Google+ lately. My entire online presence is mostly on Google’s services, so I’ve been migrating in the direction of Google+. Tired of the ongoing invasions of privacy with FaceBook–G+ seems to play nicer. So look for me on Google+

It’s late January and the weather has been nice lately with sunny skies and highs in the upper 60s. My thoughts are consumed by fly fishing. Season opens in just 3 months. I’ve got my fancy new Tilley Hat ready. I just need to pick up some felt-bottom wading shoes and I’m set!

It’s been ten years since I quit smoking and I still get cravings, several times a week. It’s still hard to resist. Sigh.

I still don’t want a BlackBerry mobile phone.

Started new shift this month. I’m still on a 4×10 schedule. I get off work at 11:30pm and my days off are Monday Tuesday Wednesday. Yes, I have three days off in a row every week. It’s glorious. I never want to go back to working 5 days a week ever again.

“Liberty and justice for all” means EVERYONE–even people you don’t like or agree with.

Trinity 2010

Back in the city. I’m home. Unpacked. Sigh. Post-mountains depression setting in, right on schedule.

My week long hunting trip in October is pretty much the only vacation I get. The rest of the year I jut take 3 day weekends. So I have to squeeze in everything I like to do in my hunting week–not just hunting.

This year I spent the first two days fly fishing. I even went for a quick little swim. I also stayed up really late a couple of nights, and slept in really late a couple of mornings. I took a day off to shoot my new AR. I went wine tasting with Curt and Jeff one afternoon. By Friday it was raining non-stop so it was time to take the rifle out of the case and start hunting–I hunted all day Friday and Saturday.

And then it was Saturday night, the last night, and we’re going home on Sunday morning.

Every year it’s the same. The week goes by too fast. I’m never ready to come home. And once I’m home I’m wishing I were back in the mountains.