Good gods! What’s with all the bloody snow? Last night we received yet more snow: nasty, foul, and evil stuff falling maliciously from out of an otherwise innocent sky to ruin my life. Yes, I know we deliberately moved to the North Shore of Massachusetts — an act which nearly ensured our complete inundation with … Enough Snow Already!
On Saturday, 5 February, the temperature topped 50°F. So we went for a walk along Plum Island. It was so warm, in fact, that I decided to take off my boots and walk barefoot along the beach. We walked a total of 9 miles, half on the beach and half along the road that winds … A Walk on the Beach
As we left the beach and walked across the boardwalk towards the salt marsh, we spotted this weird monument in the dunes.
It seems that we’ve started a trend. Dianne called last night to announce that she and Joe have decided to elope in a small ceremony in the Florida Keys. Specifically, they’ll tie the knot on Saturday, 30 April, 2005 at Little Palm Island. Anna and I will buy our plane tickets in the next couple … Little Sister Getting Married (At Last)
Last night, Anna and I went down to the Reading REI store so I could attend a clinic on preparing to hike the Appalachian Trail. I haven’t entirely decided whether I really intend to hike the entire 2100 mile (give or take 100 miles depending on the year) trail from Georgia to Maine, but I’ve … Hiking the Appalachian Trail
Well, it took much longer than expected, but I’ve finally managed to get us switched over to the new hosting company. I certainly hope they’re better than the old one. Although, for only $3 per month, I can put up with quite a bit. I hope to redesign the site in the coming weeks based … Up and Running Again
Just when I thought we had SPAM licked, the spamming bastards start using track-back pings to ruin our Web site. I’ve spent most of the morning deleting track-back pings and configuring our templates to prevent any further abuse. I’ve also completely removed the ability for this installation of Movable Type to accept incoming track-back pings. … Track-Back SPAM
Look what Santa left under our tree last Christmas! It’s Tim the Tomcat…
Santa Claws didn’t forget any of the cats, but I think Madeline liked her gift best.
On Christmas morning, Madeline had to find her presents. She just knew her buddy Santa Claws wouldn’t have forgotten her.
