Yeah ... and?

Mar had her second ski lesson Sunday.

She has improved dramatically. She's gone from a level 1 beginner to a level 2-3 AND is now claiming that she will, indeed, be in the Olympics some day.

This is notable because up until yesterday, she hated the Olympics. Not for any philosophical or political reasons (you know, because lots of 5-year-olds protest what they perceive as global commercialism) but because we've been watching any and all Olympic coverage and, thereby, pre-empting her ability to watch "Family Guy" and "Everybody loves Raymond."

Mar was eager to tell her tales of riding the lift four times! And of falling down "all day long." She was pleased that she can now turn both left and right, as well.

She had to tell me about her trip to the mountain because I was shopping with ...
this dog, instead of watching my only-born child master the fine art of making a pizza wedge on skis.

I woke up annoyed and decided that standing around in the cold for several hours would do little to change mood. So they went without me. Bill and Sean snowboarded while Mar was in class.

It was good.

Let's see ... oh, this morning, I made this flier For our next show:

The show is a fund-raiser for the college radio station. We're playing with three other bands.

We're really looking forward to this show. We're doing one kick-ass, rock 'n' roll set. It's been a while since we've done a single-set show.

K, mm, I think that's all I got fer now.

Rock this Monday like no Monday has been rocked before.