Wandering Mind

It's sad when one of your closest friends takes a job on the other side of the pond and you know he probably won't be back for a long time. But it makes you feel better when he sells you his climbing gear, camping gear, and kayak... cheap. More than doubled the size of my rack (that would be "pile of climbing gear"). He's going to be working at the English National Opera in London. I wish him well.

Cut out of work at noon today so me and the missus could practice before I went into the city to pick up my new toys. It was a good practice but I was still a little tired. As I was noticing I was tired I started thinking about cutting it short but I had a little conversation with myself and I realized that just because I'm tired doesn't mean I can't do all the poses. So I did. 11 for 11.