It’s still dropping below zero at night here in Alaska’s mid-section.

In the “Why Can’t People Make up Their Minds?” Department:
I found out late last night that my entire plans for work this summer (not to mention future travel plans) have been thrown out the window, blown about by the wind, reshuffled, stomped on, and come out WTF? Somehow, I have to figure out how to compact more work than I normally get in a year into 5-6 months. I have no idea how I am going to pull this off. The plus side, is that I now see a path to a clear schedule once I get to autumn and with enough money to run away. Of course, it would be nice to be in physical condition to actually enjoy that clear schedule once I stumble & limp my way to it.

The honest definition of entropy: “The more time one spends on planning out life’s schedule, the less time it takes for someone else to throw it into complete dissaray.” —MTP