I thought this was interesting.
Simply because it’s something I have suspected for a long time. I mean, when I was a kid and walked the ten miles to school, barefooted, in the snow, uphill both ways, those polar bears were always waiting for me somewhere, wanting to take my lunch, but I haven’t seen them for years.
In fact, not since our igloo melted back in the 1980s.
Looking out the window, I see a man changing snow tyres to his car. About time. We got 20 cm of snow this morning.
This is the same guy who two years ago came home in the middle of night, and parked his car on a big rock next to his/our house. The car only had three wheels at that point. And no, he’s not changing snow tyres to that car, he traded it for another one. And that to another one. And that one to another one. And then once more.
So, what does this man do for a living?
That’s right. He’s a truck driver.
He’s a pro.
There was a great snowstorm in Boston two weeks ago. I know because I was in it. That wasn’t really a lot of fun, but a couple of days later, it was time to go sledding.
And when you go sledding, you need to dress accordingly.
New Year’s is the time for new beginnings, and restarts. Here are my New Year’s resolutions for 2008.
i. I will appear in Roxette’s new video.
ii. I’ll spend more time outdoors.
I remember this game as if it was yesterday. But it wasn’t. It was 30 years ago.
Happy New Year!
“If you build it, he will come.” That was what the Voice told Ray Kinsella in “Field of Dreams.” That was also what the Swedish Elite League teams realized sometime in the beginning of the decade. And they got to work:
There’s a sushi bar not far from here that I used to run or drive to almost every day a couple of years ago. Not a great place, but a good place. This was before I got an espresso machine so most often, I just went there to get my daily latte.
“Four eyes see better than two”. I guess. Yeah, I think so. They should, right? That’s why I wrote the headline for this IIHF piece. Click here or just read it after the jump.
What is it with the Internet that keeps me hooked? The amount of time I spend surfing is, in a word, ridiculous, and I can’t even explain what it is that I do. But I’ll try.
I mean, yes, I do have over a hundred RSS feeds in my reader, and I do read pretty much all of it. (Well, that may be a stretch, I don’t read everything every day but I do scan most of the headlines every day).
But still, nothing beats the Web when it comes to procrastinating.
Remember back in the day when mobile phone calls began with a cheery, “guess where I’m calling from?” No? Well, they did. Those were the days when mobile phone were still called “car phones,” and calling from your car was the coolest thing imaginable.