I wish the friggin snow would stop. At least the temps have achieved double digits. After the this morning's Cub Scout meeting I cleared some snow and ice that was clogging the bottom of our driveway and now I'm lounging in front of the TV where Mojo is playing Mario Cart on the Wii. In a few minutes I'm going to take a lasagna out of the oven.

Tax statement for 2008 have been started to arrive in the mail. Which makes it that much harder to listen to the news -- every other report seems to involve some central planner's appalling project for spending more of my money. Asshats. I've basically stopped watching the news -- I read my WSJ in the morning, check some blogs, and that's about as much as I can stomach. No matter: pretty soon the rest of them will be out of business anyway. Heh.

Steve left a message the other day telling me he was going to Key Largo. He is incapable of saying the words Key Largo. He can only sing them.