Let the sledding begin

I am back. It is one of those publish or perish things. I scribe therefore, I am. I just have to write, even when I think that I have nothing to say. I will say, he says about to state the obvious, that the days have gotten noticably longer. The sun is still hanging around after five, which is nice. That means spring is around the corner. Then again, to get there we do have to traverse through February.

I have long found February to be the coldest of months. That may be why it is so short. You get it out of the way and can look forward to March and spring and more cold and snow. That is what winter is like around these parts and that is what it has become. Cold and snowy.

There are worse things than this. I mean, I do not recall going sledding last winter. I did get to go with the Lad and his friend on Saturday. It was a lot of fun as usual. With all the people, I should say fucking unaware people, people who seem to believe that they are the only people out there at the bottom of the hills/runs, it was potentially dangerous. Then again, I am Darwinian at heart. If you are not smart or aware enough to realize that others want to come down the hills or are coming down the hills and you do not get out of the way or even look, then you deserve to be hit and crashed into. Do not cry to me because I do not care. We called down, you did not respond, so fuck you. The Lad is not like that, yet. He is still afraid of getting hurt himself in any collision. Who cares about physical pain?

He would go with another friend on Sunday, as well. He had fun then, too. That is the best part of winter, or the skiing if you are so inclined.

Well, I am done for today. There was a whole lot about nothing. Ciao!