Try Again
No show. Well, there was one (well-attended, by the reports), but we didn't risk life and limb to get there, since there's another one on Monday. A few people who couldn't get there posted some grouchy little rants on the Decemberists message board. Understandable, I guess. I would be sad too if it wasn't for Brian, who deserves super appreciation for arranging the show and my chance to see it. No matter what those irate fans in the Tri-State area say.
We'll dig out today, have Sam's birthday party, eat some venison jerky, too. And drink beers, My brother in law has a great love for beer. In a good way.

I don't think this really conveys the magnitude of snow, but it's all snow, all the time.