Just got back from a few weeks strolling through Colorado. Pretty nice, though the air was a bit thin.

Seems like I missed a few things. I see that moonman has gone on a psychotic rampage, though I don't see why. If he come near me, I'll give him a sock...in fact, I can give him a pair of them, though just one has proven to be enough to cause elk to spontaneously shed their antlers, bears to climb backwards up trees, and a pair of them were enough to put half the dairy cows in the state off milk for the last week. Frankly, I had to come back, as TSA was after me for transporting WMD.

Sorry for the air quality alerts on the eastern half of the country, I'll try to wash more frequently next year.

Nothing fun and exciting this year. No bears to chase through the woods as I had last year, nor did I have moose snorting and pawing around the tent. In fact, about the only wildlife I encountered (aside from the gal in the super tight black shorts the first day) was a squirrel with a touch of excitability.

On the positive side, I expect to soon have a large toenail that will no longer be attached to my foot, in case anybody would like one.