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December 31 White outsWe are still in the mountains.
Yesterday we did a family excursion resulting in two adventures in one. An adventure is when things happen that are rather unpleasant at the time, but which then make for interesting reading for those who were not there. If there is anyone reading this that is not currently standing in a slanted environment with single-digit temperatures, a below-zero F. wind chill factor brought on by twenty to thirty mph winds, and blowing snow that wipes out any distinction between the snow-white ground and the snow-white clouds, you will have to use your imagination.
All we were doing was cross-sountry skiiing on beautiful forest trails. And the trails were "groomed" which means flattened with little parallel grooves already in place so that the first skier does not have to smash the powdery snow into something suitable for bearing one's weight. That's already been done, and all the skier has to do is maintian momentum and balance.
Those last two things are what I am not that good at. Two very subtle crashes into deep snowbanks had left my windpants and trail pack crusted in white, and I relented and did the "walk of shame" on two different steep parts. But the actual adventure part has to do with simply skiing back to the rental lodge after the weather had turned a bit nasty and you couldn't see the trail at all, just the next skier in front. There was a dog on the trail (no skis, but doing just fine) and another party of skiers, one of whom wiped out in front of me. After stopping so as not to cause a pile-up, I had lost sight of the rest of my own group. Somehow they were able to make it back without my guidance. Even though we were just a few hundred meters from the building you really couldn't see anything at all.
Fortunately years of mountain experience, combined with an unerring sense of direction helped the dog find his way home, so I just followed him.
We all warmed up with hot tea and soup back at the lodge. Except the dog who just played outside. My five family members then piled into one vehicle, a four-wheel drive SUV with big snow tires (that we had helped acquire for middle son last summer). It was less than a mile along the road to get back to our little home in the mountains. But you still couldn't see anything except about twenty yards when the wind gusted up. At this point it was about half gusts and half breezy, so you could see OK for a couple of seconds, then not. As we rounded a corner to the right our vehicle left the flat center of the roadtop and started for the snowbank on the right. I was in the passenger seat with middle son at the wheel. I didn't say anything as the snow started to climb up the side of the vehicle to the height of my window. We were leaned about 30 degrees from level and had come to a stop. This was where the fun part started.
Several family discussions began at once. Two sons exited from the back seat to help push. That didn't really help much and I suggested we try backing. At this point spouse got out to help push as well. I stayed in my seat for the added traction it would bring. The situation grew more exciting as we had three people outside the SUV that could be run over once it was extricated. I informed my son at the wheel that he should be careful. Of course, being advice from Dad, he didn't take it in the same spirit in which it was offered. We began the wild alternating shifting, forward and reverse, which sometimes works a vehicle out of a jam. And sometimes grinds it deeply into the snow. We paused.
Youngest remembered a story I had related the day before in which we had once used car floor mats to help drive out of a stuck-in-mud encounter on a dirt road. Floor mats were removed and duly positioned. Also another motorist had arrived with an actual snow shovel to help dig. About twenty minutes later we were still as stuck as ever. The family discussions had not improved.
Eventually a large maintenance truck with a snow plow on the front and a tow rope on back pulled us out. We thought we were home free. However we still couldn't see ahead and ended up following the lights in front of us until we realized that we had missed a turn back to our place. This drive was actually walking distance, but we couldn't see the roads or the turns. Middle son succeeded in reversing the vehicle and found our turn the second time past. This redeemed him or putting us into the snowbank in the first place.
Then we decided against going out for dinner.
December 29 Kings of the mountainWe are in Colorado: Winter Park area northwest of Denver. I’ll describe it for you. The snow is really, really white. And there is a lot of it. Everywhere you look, it’s white. Even the roads up here are white. If you had a white car, you’d get lost right away.
The clouds are white too. But there is quite a bit of blue sky and a lot of sunshine. The sunshine looks pretty white. Trees are dark, dark green. And tall. They don’t have any short trees up here, just the tall ones. I’ll bet the short ones got cut down for Christmas trees. In fact, almost all the trees look like Christmas trees, big tall ones. With clumps of snow stuck on branches as if someone arranged them just so. For the effect.
All three sons are here and beautiful spouse. She and I spent the morning skiing Nordic style. That’s where you use the skinny skis and just kind of walk and glide. I used to be fairly good at it, but now it feels almost as awkward as trying to walk around with giant wooden things stuck to my feet. They’re actually fiberglass though. And: they’re white.
We put our skis on and made our way along the edge of a road at first. It’s just an access road for the ski place, not a highway or anything busy. We made our way to the “Nordic Ski Center.” It’s actually just a ski lodge with rentals where you have to stop to buy a trail pass. Then you have about a thousand miles of groomed trails into the backcountry. We only used one of them, so we have about 999 miles left for tomorrow.
That’s because we are from the “accursed Midwest.” Don’t get me wrong, there are many fine things about the Midwest: all those family values, decent public schools, and that hearty immigrant stock. But elevation changes are not on that list of pleasantries. So if you want to get ready for being above 9000 feet, you had better get out of the Midwest as early as possible. Or prepare for the high altitude headache that comes when you don’t take enough time to acclimatize to lesser oxygen.
The sons (25, 23, 18) are all off snowboarding today. So they left early to get onto the mountain as soon as possible. Two oldest both have their own boards and are pretty experienced. Youngest not so much, so he is still learning. Snowboarding involves a lot of balancing and some muscle strength and coordination so he should do fine except that his two teachers are his older brothers. That will increase the anxiety he has when he messes up.
Due to mega-hours training for bicycling races, he is extremely fit and strong, especially in the legs, so he will do great as soon as he learns the balance and finesse type things. They will be back to our shared room in about two hours and then we’ll get the debriefing.
For now we are relaxing in the quiet and ready to start some water for tea. Yeah, it’s pretty rough up here in the mountains.
December 26 Second blog-iversaryTwo years.
Twenty four months.
Seven hundred thirty days.
Seventeen friends
Sixty-four thousand four hundred visits.
Two hundred seventy one entries.
I'm glad I'm not using Roman numerals!
THANKS FOR READING!
December 22 Holiday in Gordland1. the tree is up
2. me and trees? 3. not so good 4. I like them 5. I am just always the guy rotating it back and forth 6. leaning to and fro 7. while spouse eyes it from afar 8. this year we put the tree up late-ish, today's the 22nd after all 9. we saved it: sons coming home starting tonight at midnight 10. and tomorrow (mid P.M.) 11. then we can decorate together 12. we have been buying ornaments for them since they were born 13. one each year 14. it's been a fun tradition, and I highly recommend it 15. so far we retain all the ornaments in our basement 16. eventually they'll go to some other tree 17. but not yet 18. planning on a little company on Christmas Eve, just family 19. then, Christmas Day afternoon at another relative's house 20. then we are driving to Colorado 21. middle son has to work the 27th & 28th 22. then we are going to the mountains 23. for a family "retreat" 24. though I prefer to call them "advances" 25. because it sounds more positive 26. full moon will appear on Christmas Eve and continue for Christmas night itself, too 27. "Cold Moon" yeah, it's a creative name 28. I wish a very Merry Christmas, and Happy All Multicultural Holidays 29. to everyone in my readerboat 30. and a great New Year for 2008 31. I will try to put a couple more entries up before the year is over 32. but the trip to Colorado includes 33. skiing 34. so, me being me, this might be the last blog entry ever December 19 hey, get more great gift ideas here!Now, I already shared my gift blog (below) (right down there) (underneath all that Shakira stuff), but with material like THIS, I know that you're just naturally going to expect Volume II, right?
But I will make it more interesting by making a game out of it. If anybody can guess which of these eleven items are actually SUGGESTED GIFT ITEMS FROM A REAL WEBSITE THAT THINKS PEOPLE OUGHT TO BE BUYING THIS STUFF FOR FRIENDS AND CO-WORKERS, and which things are just stuff that I made up (c'mon, you have to give me some credit here), then send me a SSAE and I will send you your prize. If you don't know what a SSAE is (and if you don't mind totally giving away that you obviously are not a "real" writer) then just send me a stamped self-adressed envelope and I will write back and explain what a SSAE actually is. Then you can send me one. OK. Here are all the game items: GREAT GIFTS UNDER $100 Crossword Quizzler from Loony Tunes, $45 Don't ever twiddle your thumbs again. Because you have the Quizzler. Just open the electronic touchpad and the hours fly by with your favorite Loony Tunes characters. Anthony Logistics For Men 'It' Kit, $50 Help make your man clean and smooth with a half-dozen of these best-selling products. The reusable travel bag fits snugly into the shoe compartment of your luggage. If you have luggage. With a shoe compartment. That is a little biger than the "It" Kit. Kenneth Jay Lane Disco Ball Ring, $88 Who says disco is dead? This gorgeous ring with a crystal-pavé ball is available in either silver OR gold. But not both. Sharper Image Backgammon Game, $59.95 This handsome black briefcase opens into a 15-inch backgammon board with inlaid velveteen points. Juicy Couture 'Cheer' Flat, $59.50 Festive pompoms top the round toe of a rib-knit flat! And it's available in two colors! GPX AM/FM iPod/MP3 Clock Radio, $29.99 This dual alarm AM/FM clock radio docks, charges and plays your iPod. You can awaken to your iPod, AM/FM radio or buzzer, and it also featurs snooze and sleep functions. And a misspelled word that is not my fault. For once. MAC Heirlooms 5 Basic Brushes, $48 This antique-inspired clutch bag, holds five professional-quality basic brushes for lips, face, and eyes! And is made of woven cream/silver metallic thread fabric! And with a royal crown detail on an ivory moulded plastic frame! Plus you get to pretend you're British when you spell moulded with a letter u in the middle. Cabo Isabella Frames by Kate Spade, $50 These silverplated picture frames offer a fresh, fun design with a touch of color on the inside border of the frame — AND a classic Kate Spade polka-dot fabric back. Available in three colors and two sizes. Which means (if you are mathematical about it) that you could give these to SIX different friends! Too Faced Good Girl/Bad Girl, $29.50 Feeling naughty or nice? This chic holiday palette has six eye shadows! And six lip glosses! To match your mood! That's 36 different moods, baby! Philosophy Memory Sage Scented Candle, $25 Fill your surroundings with the rich fragrance of sage, which helps to clear the mind and relieve stress. This generously sized sage-scented candle will allow you to unwind and remember times of love, laughter, joy & wasting $25 on a candle. Little Birch Jewelry Stand, $26 This coated-aluminum branch on a wide velvet-lined base is perfect for displaying your jewelry OR for just looking pretty on its own. It's available from Urban Outfitters in three colors. Birch. Natural Birch. Unnatural Birch. OK! That's it! Now, which ones are REAL items that you could buy? And which ones are FAKE items that I just made up? After you guess, then click on the link below to check out the answers: http://shopping.yahoo.com/articles/yshoppingarticles/69/great-gifts-under-100
December 17 Dude looks like . . . Steven Tyler?Sorry, everybody! I promise not to devote anymore upcoming Space entries to Colombian rockeras. At least until next year. (Thats' only two more weeks, right??) But: I just had to get this link posted, because it's soooo good. Be sure to stick around for the big finish though. December 16 Super-girlHere is a great, amazing little piece from ABC 20/20 from summer 2006:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=44yUQ_WKusY&feature=related It lasts about five or six minutes, and is all about Shakira being the "captain of my own ship." What you see is how determined and genuine she is, both as performer and personality. However, the true highlight is a photo (she is maybe 4 years old?) of the little Shakira Isabel wearing a Superman outfit with a cropped top and a cape. It is just a priceless image that captures something about who she is. (It is about 2:30 min into the piece.) The one little mistake in the piece is that at the very beginning they say that she came from a "small town" which is really not true. Barranquilla is a large port city on the Caribbean coast of Colombia and has a population of well over a million. (There is a photo of Barranquilla's skyline, with full moon, over in my Links section.) December 14 The globe is looking goldenHere are the Golden Globe nominations announced yesterday in the category of "Original Song":
"Despedida" From Love In The Time Of Cholera Music by Antonio Pinto, Shakira Lyric by Shakira "Grace Is Gone" From Grace Is Gone Music by Clint Eastwood Lyric by Carole Bayer Sager "Guaranteed" From Into The Wild Music and Lyric by Eddie Vedder "That's How You Know" From Enchanted Music by Alan Menken Lyric by Stephen Schwartz "Walk Hard" From Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story Music and Lyric by Judd Apatow, Marshal Crenshaw, Jake Kasdan, John C. Reilly
Here's the link to listen to Shakira's performance of "Despedida." It's live from Vegas in November during a benefit event to open the film: LA DESPEDIDA There is also a video version here at the film site (click on trailer & video): /www.loveinthetime.com December 12 Gord's guide to gift-givingAt this time of year a lot of people seem to need advice about what to give for gifts. This is unfortunate. Because most of these people don't realize that they need the advice.
Most people think that everyone else needs advice, but that they themselves have pretty good taste. When I was a kid my brother and I would look forward to the gift that we would receive every year from a certain elderly relative who had enough money to give a really nice gift. Of course the reason he had quite a bit of money was because he was CHEAP. The only reason we looked forward to the gift each year is that we would laugh about it. The gift consisted of a plastic BIC pen wrapped in a single dollar bill. Now to be fair, a dollar bill went further in those days. For instance, you could buy a package of BIC pens. Of course, we had high hopes back then. We wanted play guns, and army guys, and board games. and air rifles, and sports equipment. School supplies were in the same category as socks and underwear. Sure you needed them. But why would anyone make you unwrap them from under the tree?
Still, compared to the guy who gave his girlfriend a diamond ring, but then didn't propose (It's to wear on your other hand, he explained,) our old uncle was doing fine. He had the right idea, really, and that is to give something that you know the gift recipient can really use. Or will like. A lot. Or really needs badly. But wouldn't consider an insult (like a new toothbrush, say, or diet pills).
Don't give a woman jewelry. Unless you MEAN it. For instance, a pearl necklace implies that you know her well enough that if she wanted a pearl necklace, you would buy her one. If you don't know her that well, you're much better off playing it safe. Consider giving her a single pearl, all by itself. Like in a little box. What'll I do with this, she'll wonder. Then next year, if you still know her, you can give her another pearl. But be classy: use a new box. By the time you do know her well, she'll probably have enough pearls to MAKE the necklace.
One type of present is always appropriate: the stocking-stuffer. These are small items that will fit into a single stocking. Plus you don't have to wrap them. In my family everyone has their own stocking, and we all hang them up a few days before Christmas in hopes that they will be filled to overflowing on Christmas morning. (Here's the secret: my spouse buys all the stuff that fills the stockings. She does this in her spare time.) One section of our garage is off-limits for several weeks. Stocking-stuffer stowage.
Of course she doesn't stuff her own stocking, that's my job. And I take it seriously. The day before Christmas (in my family we call it Christmas "Eve" named after one of my uncle's former girlfriends who always had to work on Christmas day itself, so she would exchange presents the day before) I go out searching the stores for items that are long and skinny. Because her stocking is about three feet long, but only a few inches wide at the top. Her Mom knitted it for her when she was a girl. A small girl. With really long legs. Skinny items work real well, but anything heavy is a disaster especially if I forget and drop it in first. Then it plummets to the foot of her stocking, continuing on its way until it hits the floor. This makes the stocking even longer. And proportionally skinnier. About the only thing that will fit after that is BIC pens. But I'm not cheap like my old uncle. I wrap them in TWO dollar bills. December 11 Were DO baracudas live??One of the things that I have learned out here flying around in the blogosphere is that I constitute a tremendous resource of information for the unfortunate. Specifically, those who cannot spell. Or at least do not bother to spell accurately. Because apparently I don't either!
Today was another good example. I glanced over my stats (yes, a habit) just to see where people have come from. Space visitors arrive by a variety of paths. The most enjoyable visits to note are always those who came via Google. How, I wonder, have I become a Google resource today??
One good soul found his (or her) way to Gordland by entering the question, "were do baracudas live?"
Then I am wondering how far down the Google-reference list would I have to be. Surely not on the first page, since I know next to nothing about baracuda. Oh, sure, I know they are fish and that they are fast. And I remember that when we were in the Caribbean two years ago we saw one. Oh yes, and I included that sighting in a little humorous piece about getting one's toes nibbled off while onlookers watched from a seaside restaurant in Grand Case, St. Martin. I click over to Google.
Number ONE! I am the Number ONE resource on where baracuda live?? I stare in wonder! How could my humble space become elevated to the ranks of those pieces of information that ought to be ranked at the forefront of human knowledge? Am I now like the Encyclopedia Brittanica? The Library of Congress? People magazine?
I look more closely. Oh. The question asked "were do baracuda live?" So as long as the words are not spelled right then I hold founts of knowledge.
Well, it's good to be a help to those in need. Especially those in need who spell like I do.
Or is that fonts of knowledge? December 09 Top TenTOP TEN THINGS ABOUT BLOGGING: this is for anyone stopping by who might be thinking about blogging, but is not sure
10. It is a great chance to express myself without inflicting myself on the outside world. The thing about blogging is that people have to click over here if they want to see what I have to say. So I have a small (OK, tiny, that is to say, brief, abbreviated, miniscule, minor, microscopic) readerboat of frequent readers who come by every so often just to see what is going on over here.
9. Which makes me think I might actually have a chance to be a writer someday. Which is sort of a goal of mine. Or a dream. Or a delusion. What is the difference between a goal, a dream , and a delusion? I know,I know. What I see as a goal, you might see as a delusion. But still, blogging here is . . .
8. It is how I explore being a writer. Sometimes I do actually think of myself as a writer (like when I am eavesdroping on a private conversation in a public place.) (Which really is a recommended strategy for improving one's writing skills for realistic dialogue.) (But which I still find really unpleasant and awkward, so I don't do it purposefully.) (On the other hand, there are times when you just can't help but overhear what is going on in the next booth, right?) (Right?)
7. It gives me a way to explore sides of myself that I just can't show very easily during the rest of my life. Like at work. (Because I work as a prison guard at a maximum security prison. In the unit for women incarcerated for sexual offenses.)
6. And even though I concentrate on non-fiction blogging, I do at times make a few things up for humorous effect. Occasionally. But not that often.
5. You meet some great people who are other bloggers, or at least readers & commenters. And that becomes a whole new network of friends and relationships that don't even exist in your REAL life. The blogging world is very real, but is still somewhere in cyberspace. I think it is the most real thing in cyberspace, don't you think?
4. I explore issues about me. There really aren't very many ISSUES about me. Mostly I'm just a regular guy. I have a job. A house. I pay taxes.
3. But the issues there are about me, are pretty huge. In fact they are ENORMOUS issues. Why? Because they are MY issues. It's like the basic difference between minor surgery and major surgery: minor surgery being any surgery that is performed on YOU, and major surgery being any surgery performed on ME.
2. I sometimes use my blog space to say serious things. (Let me check. Yes, this year I did blog about a serious thing.) I can say things here that are not that easy to say in regular life. That feels good. Sometimes my SIGNIFICANT OTHER (also known here as Beautiful Spouse) even reads me. Although she is frequently too busy. But if she does ever read this stuff, we actually communicate in a different way that is kind of cool. At least I think it's cool.
1. (Wow, I am feeling some pressure here to come up with something really significant, because when you write a Top Ten list and you count it down all the way to Number One, and you know your readers have stuck with you all the way through the whole list, then there had better be a payoff, otherwise you might as well just give up about that writer thing, right?) Well, the Number One thing about blogging is that: you never knowhat's going to happen next. December 08 What's up with the moon??Writing about the moon is one of the themes I try to keep up with in this space, at least on a semi-regular basis. The year that is ending has had twelve full moons already, and the last one is due on Christmas Eve. Actually, on the 23rd, but it will still be full on the next night, so I am counting it as a Christmas Eve moon for that reason. Hey, this is MY space, OK?
The year 2008 will only have twelve full moons total, where 2007 will have thirteen. Neither number is that unusual, as it takes about 29 nights between full moons whereas our calendar gives 30 or 31 nights to most months. That means that eventually you'll get a second full moon ocurring at the end of a month that already had one at the start. That is what happened in May of this year. It's the so-called Blue Moon (as in Once in a blue moon . . .) and it happens every second or third year or so, so it's unusual, but certainly not rare or anything. If you're interested in the names of the full moons, there is a link to the almanac over on the left side there (scroll down a bit, underneath all the Gord stuff piled in the top drawer). The moon coming up later this month is the Cold Moon. Creative, huh? January's will be the Wolf Moon. The names are either Native American or pioneer-era traditions. December 06 Moonbeams for everybodyIf you want moonbeams in your eyes apparently this is the place: http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20071205/sc_nm/moonbeams_dc;_ylt=AhPteeeX.g3uaxXBd82g4nnQOrgF And here is the bad, bad news, at least for me: http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20071205/sc_afp/spacemeteoritemoonvolcanoes_071205195536 December 05 Season's greetingsThanks for stopping by Gordland. Please feel free to have a look around. If you have never visited before, then here is a little bit about my Space:
no photos
no music
just writing
mostly true
with a few stretchers now and then
there are some Best of Gord bits in the list at left and if you want something on the lighter side: try Driving ourselves crazy or Devil Went Down to Georgia
something a bit more true to heart: try SXM or 100 things
Hope you enjoy your stay. If you leave a greeting I will get back to you.
gord December 03 Live in VegasOn Nov. 6, Shakira did a live performance at one of the Vegas hotels during an event promoting the opening of the Love in the Time of Cholera film. The film is set in Colombia (historical Colombia, not drug-cartel Colombia), and based on Colombian writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez's story.
Anybody who wants to hear how Shakira sings when she's sitting still, and not doing Hips Don't Lie (while dancing), this is a good link.
Shakira did three songs which are featured in the film. Pienso was written when she was a teen, but the other two are original for the movie which makes them eligible for Oscar consideration.
Warning 1: these are youtube links, not professional video, but it's a good close-up camera angle and on the Amores song she smiles directly into the camera at about 1:45. Warning 2: it's all in Spanish. Warning 3: she's sporting a killer dress. With Beyonce-like hair instead of the blond curls.
Hay Amores is a love song.
Pienso is a plaintive song that is theme music in the film. (Catch her reaction shot at about 1:15 when somebody hits the wrong note behind her. Ahh, the thrill of live performance without your band.)
Despedida is the pain of unrequited love. My opinion: this is the best of the three and more likely to be nominated at Oscar time.
Hay Amores http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cxCEjdNGcEE&NR=1 PIENSO EN TI http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2n2vzxkZ7y4&NR=1 LA DESPEDIDA http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbKOfemJ2S0&NR=1 December 02 Making it through the dark sideDecember usually seems the worst month of the year for me. It's the shortening hours of daylight that mostly does it. I am not a big fan of the pressurized and commercialized"holiday season" either, but I know that if I lived in New Zealand, or Brazil (southern hemisphere) and Christmas-time arrived at the start of summer I would handle that downside a lot better than I do. And if I spent the month on a Caribbean island I might not even notice "holiday season."
I have a few symptoms of the S.A.D. complex. That's usually translated as "seasonal affective disorder," but I just call it "stupid and depressed." I don't take any meds or sit in front of a light-box or anything. But I do make an effort to get outdoors into natural light (when there is any) and take some vitamin D supplement, along with the other vitamins that are part of my routine the rest of the year. December is the worst month for me because the days get shorter, at least until the 22nd, which is usually the date of winter solstice. That's the shortest day and around where I live it is about 9 hours of daylight. Surrounded by 15 hours of dark on either side. But after that I know that each day is swinging back to being just a bit longer than the one before. I am a huge fan of Groundhog Day (Feb 2 if you don't remember), and not just for the Bill Murray movie, which we usually watch at my house. But Groundhog Day is one of those mid-season observances (along with Halloween, and May Day, while midsummer day has disappeared from the calendar: weird, huh?) that mark the half-way point of the seasons. Feb. 2 being the midpoint of winter (also the birthday of a certain Colombian temptress, with the accent on the tresses), and after that the days are getting closer to "normal." Consequently, I like February. For me, it is actually one of my favorite months, as I start to feel more upbeat about things. Plus? I look forward to Valentine's because we have a habit of doing something fun, like a weekend away. So, to review: December BAD. February: GOOD. What about January you ask? (C'mon, you gotta ask, . . . blogging about this is good for me.) January is pretty much OK. As long as there is snow. Holidays are over, things geting back to normal. The worst part of January over recent years has been returning to work after New Years, while certain college-age individuals continue to lurk around the house, sleeping til noon and going out at 10 p.m. But we will be down to just one of those type of people at our house this year, and he is the easy-going sort that minimizes the impact of my getting up to go to work. While it is his bedtime. January snow does help. Especially it brightens things up, sun on snow being the outdoor equivalent of the indoor therapeutic light-box. All right, time to stop. Symptoms of S.A.D. can be somewhat contagious and I don't want any visitors to Gordland to catch it. Plus I have to go tan. December 01 Thanksgiving in Gordland
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