Snow crazy

Today's big dump of snow made Cyrus very happy. It always does. Little Lady, the dog next door, did not approve.

Putting the "ill" back in socroiliac

My lower back turned on me over the weekend, making sitting in a chair painful but many icepacks later I'm ready-ish to head back to work tomorrow.

But every snowbank has a silver lining. My achey-breaky spine gives me a reason to skip shoveling the 3-6 inches of white stuff that fell on old KC last night.

It also gave me extra time for the book I'm in the midst of reading, and enjoying: Andy Summer's One Train Later, a fascinating (yes, dammit) memoir of his life before during and after the Police.