View From the Bushes

Yesterday was my wife's birthday, and she was quite upset when I didn't blog, as if it was some sort of negative commentary on the whole affair. I kind of thought that not blogging was the best gift I could give her. It was her 30th birthday, and the effects of her advanced age were immediately obvious. She asked me the same question about a dozen times (she'll claim that it was only twice, but that's how bad the forgetfullness is).

We went out to Ruby River to celebrate. I had been preparing all day so that I could handle the porterhouse, and I'm happy to say that I was up to the task. Though I did have to wimp out on dessert, which I'm obviously not proud of, even more so because this was just a wimpy 24 oz. porter house, not the 48 ouncer that lots of places offer. I'll try and do better next time; still a good time was had by all. My wife even commented on how much she's grown to appreciate good beef since marrying into my family. It is true that we're all massive carnivores.

There have been some things I've wanted to blog about on the political front and the video game industry, not to mention the meterological front. But thus far I haven't had the energy. Maybe tomorrow.

I've been lowered from a category 1 hurricane down to a tropical depression
Ross