# Sunday, January 10, 2010
If I was a real blogger I would have a periodic "Good Morning America Terror Watch" -- they really want me to be terrified of the most trivial things: last week it was germs I could get from new clothes (probably there are more germs on the clothes on my floor, GMA, so that's a non-story) and potentially deadly traffic lights. Potentially deadly? Heck, just about anything is potentially deadly. My belly button lint is potentially deadly if rolled into a ball and choked upon. Kittens are potentially deadly if you tape them to your eyeballs and attempt to drive. The great thing about the traffic lights bit is that it also had a "fear the environmentalists" angle -- you see, those tofu-sniffing lefties have forced us to change to energy saving LED traffic lights that don't melt snow like good old "regular" American bulbs. Why do they want us to wake up in the morning frightened of new clothes and stop lights?

Anwyway, here are a few pictures:


Kristin and my daughter in front of the holiday-celebratory tree in Danville, Ky. It's about 45 minutes from our new house in Springfield, KY -- about which more later. Incidentally, are these small-town newspapers built to survive the death of old media better than the major publications?




This new plastic sled is good for deep snow where the traditional sled bogs down.




Today, however, with the snow packed tight the 1914 Flexible Flyer was the winner -- yes, 1914. The 96 year-old sled was my grandfather's -- he refurbished it sometime in the last forty years, but it's the same sled and it still carries all 1XX pounds of me, plus my daughter on my back. It steers like a dream. It's probably the same type that Ethan Frome used in his fateful downhill ride -- and, yeah, that much fast-moving metal and wood could cause some major damage in a crash. If you're not familiar with Ethan, read the mal-adjusted youth summary here. The relevant sentences are: "
Ethan agrees that death would be better than going home to his bitch of a wife. So they sled down the hill and hit a tree. But they both survive (as seen on Fox’s World’s Most Amazing Suicide Sled runs in old novels). " Yeah, something like that.
1/10/2010 9:31 PM Central Standard Time  #    Disclaimer  |  Comments [4]  |  Trackback
Monday, January 11, 2010 8:38:05 PM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
Rosebud!
Monday, January 11, 2010 9:28:46 PM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
Indeed, only we never put it in the fireplace... so therefore it isn't really metaphorical of anyone's lost inosence... sometimes a sled is just a sled.
Jonathan
Monday, January 11, 2010 9:44:30 PM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
Deep, truly deep. Speaking of which, sakau is now eight bucks a pop in Nett since the turn of the year. But then I haven't partaken since last year. Bit of a running binge at the moment.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010 9:31:49 AM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
I assume that's eight bucks for a bottle -- which is usually 3 cup or so, so that's over $2 a cup -- at which point it becomes cheaper to switch to VB and go to the Rusty Anchor.
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