I feel this journal has really gone downhill over the past week, the content has certainly been lacking. I think it is due to the holidays and the fact that I know not many people are reading it as much. Today will be no exception to the recent string of uninteresting entries. The most notable thing from the last day was seeing Dick Albert and Harvey Leonard at Downtown Crossing ringing the Salvation Army bells. I wish I had the spycam with me, because I would have loved to get a picture with those guys, since I really love meteorology. Besides that nothing notable happened in my life, I basically went home after work and did laundry, ironed and played the guitar. My playing has really come along over the past couple months, I just wish I could learn how to sing and play.
I did talk to my dad and try to cut a deal with him for Christmas, because it occurred to me that I was going to buy him a $50 gift certificate and he was going to give me a check for $50. It just seems silly to trade the same monetary amounts so I said we should just exchange cards. I think he kind of agreed, but I am not sure.
The weather is kind of weird today with the current temperature at the Museum of Science at 54 degrees. It is hard to believe that it will be winter tomorrow morning. Not that it really matters because I will be skiing either way, though I am seriously considering going to Sugarloaf instead of Sunday River. I think I need a little variety in my skiing season, it is a bit of a drive, but I love to drive, plus it will help add a ton of miles to the car.
Well I hope everybody has a great day and a super weekend. Peace out, have fun shopping for Christmas.
Dave Matthews Band Lyrics of the Day
Song title: The Dreaming Tree
Standing here
The old man said to me,
"Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree."
Below it he would sit
For hours at a time
Now progress takes away
What forever took to find
And now he's falling hard
He feels the falling dark
How he longs to be
Beneath his dreaming tree
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