...renaissance...

Well, I'm once again blogging. I'll be doing that more and more as time permits...

Hizzy got her own place; it's pretty cool. The way the place is laid out, it's almost exactly the same as the one-bedroom Heather and I had before we moved and Joe took our place. There seems to be more room in the bedroom when you first look at it, but then you have to consider that we had more furniture in there, AND a full-size bed...but it's a nice place. Congrats, Andrea!

Got my new weight bench assembled last week (thank you, Joe, BTW), and it is awesome. I can't wait to get the bar and weights and start pumping hard iron once more. And this time, my cullies, it's going to a hardcore unlike any other definition of the word. Dave knows what I'm talking about, he's preparing to do the same for his mountain adventure in Oregon this summer. I wish him the best of luck, but who are we kidding, Dave is tough enough to survive a lot more than Oregon...

You have forgotten the face of your father, and you cry my pardon.