Back to watching womens curling for another 8 months. Talk about suspense. That shit'll have you hangin' right to the front of your chair for what seems like forever. Some of these gals just seem to make those brooms fly:-) Good times.
This afternoon I'll go play for the residents at the nursing care facility in Palisade. It's an odd gig in that I'm starin' down the barrel at what the future is sure to hold at some point, and it's downright sobering, if not a little alarming. I hope I can still get wood when I'm 80. They're gonna love me at the puppet shows.