And it begins again

Another school year, another student bashed in the head with a rock. Just life out here in Deneland. Saddest part about it is was thinking, 'thank god it wasn't one of mine.' Thinking about the rocker, rather than the rockee.

Summer came, it saw, it went, I ignored it. Aside from the abortive trip to Horsefly Land, and a quick trip back home (made doubly quick by spending all of our money, and doubly quick again by the visit of the RCMP to our house at 4 AM shortly before we left), we didn't do a whole heck of a lot. That's the problem when you think you should have a blog but also have some shred of common decency: if you don't have anything to talk about, you rarely feel the urge to talk about nothing.

So, uhm, yeah. Go Lakers!