Melting.

All the beautiful snow's melting rapidly. This morning I was in the parking lot of a shopping center and noticed that the only snow visible was the enormous, filthy piles from when the lot was cleaned off yesterday. A couple of the piles were ten or more feet high. I suddenly had an urge to offer someone money to climb to the top of one of them and scream, "I'm king of the world!" I had no interest in doing the climbing and screaming myself, but I wouldn't have minded being a spectator, even if it did cost me $10. But, of course, I didn't offer anyone any money to humiliate themselves for chump-change. I really should be more outgoing.

Last Snow Day Ever.

We got what’s probably going to be the last snow of the season last night, which means I get one more snow day. I should, of course, spend this time doing important things like reading the next chapter in my evil accounting textbook, studying for the next excruciating LAN test, or doing the latest assignment in my utterly useless web design class. Naturally, I haven’t been doing any of these things. So, instead of doing homework, I put on warm clothes, got my Nikon SLR and my cheap-ass digital camera, and slogged out into the snow.

The snow is the deepest we’ve had in a long time. There were points when it would’ve been useful to have snowshoes, or whatever those tennis-racket-looking-things you strap to your feet are called.

This is a semi-rural area, so I had lots of snow covered trees, a barn, and wide expanses of land to shoot. But, I suppose, if you've seen one snow covered barn, you've pretty much seen them all.

I shot up an entire roll of slide film in the Nikon, which will probably join the rest of the exposed rolls that I’ve had laying around for nearly two years. The digital pictures, on the other hand, were going up on the moblog. It’s a cheap and nasty camera, but I don’t have to wait for the results.

Unfortunately, when I got back inside and hooked the digital up to my computer I was informed the camera had no pictures in it. So eighteen pixilated, blurry, but carefully composed shots were now in oblivion. It’s things like this that are killing me.

Earlier, I did manage to get a couple of shots of the snow and they’re up at the moblog if you're interested.

I’m exhausted.

I'm still on hiatus, part V.

I'm too busy and way too bummed out to post anything here these days, but I did sign up for a Textamerica photoblog. I don't post much there either, but periodically I'll put up a picture of my feet or something. This new photoblog replaces my old Fotolog site which I just got sick of because the host was so crummy. And, of course, the previous photoblog replaced my Tabulas blog after I maxed it out with too many pictures. So there's a bunch of stuff to keep you folks busy with while I finish having my breakdown.

I'm still on hiatus, part IV.

I thought my hiatus was over, but it's not. The idea of putting even the simplest of entries together fills me with exhaustion.

The poll results were interesting. Six of you want me to come back, one of you thinks I'm too tired to come back yet, and six of you were looking for porn. Actually only five of you were looking for porn; one of the porn votes was me testing the poll thingy. Well, I'm not psychologically fit to come back, but as far as the porn goes, let me strongly suggest that you have a look at the excellent (and not safe for work) ErosBlog. Not only is it a pretty good blog, but they have links to lots of other similar blogs (which also aren't safe for work).

Content. Sort of.

I'm sinking to an all time low today: this entry was email junk my sister forwarded me.

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We are sick and tired of hearing about how dumb people in the South are. We challenge any so-called smart Yankee to take this exam administered by the Clemson University Engineering Department:

1. Calculate the smallest limb diameter on a persimmon tree that will support a 10-pound possum.

2. Which of these cars will rust out the quickest when placed on blocks in your front yard?
A. '65 Ford Fairlane
B. '69 Chevrolet Chevelle
C. '64 Pontiac GTO

3. If your uncle builds a still which operates at a capacity of 20 gallons of shine produced per hour, how many car radiators are required to condense the product?

4. A woodcutter has a chainsaw which operates at 2700 RPM. The density of the pine trees in the plot to be harvested is 470 per acre. The plot is 2.3 acres in size. The average tree diameter is 14 inches. How many Budweisers will be drunk before the trees are cut down?

5. If every old refrigerator in the state vented a charge of R-12 simultaneously, what would be the percentage decrease in the ozone layer?

6. A front porch is constructed of 2x8 pine on 24-inch centers with a field rock foundation. The span is 8 feet and the porch length is 16 feet. The porch floor is 1-inch rough sawn pine. When the porch collapses, how many hound dogs will be killed?

7. A man owns a Tennessee house and 3.7 acres of land in a hollow with an average slope of 15%. The man has five children. Can each of his grown children place a mobile home on the man's land and still have enough property for their electric appliances to sit out front?

8. A 2-ton truck is overloaded and proceeding 900 yards down a steep slope on a secondary road at 45 MPH. The brakes fail. Given average traffic conditions on secondary roads, what is the probability that it will strike a vehicle with a muffler?

9. A coalmine operates a NFPA Class 1, Division 2 Hazardous Area. The mine employs 120 miners per shift. A gas warning is issued at the beginning of the 3rd shift. How many cartons of unfiltered Camels will be smoked during the shift?

10. At a reduction in the gene pool variability rate of 7.5% per generation, how long will it take a town that has been bypassed by the Interstate to breed a country-western singer?

Should I come back from hiatus?
	Yes, you're the only reason I own a PC.
	No, you're really tired. Stay on hiatus.
	I've always thought your blog sucked.
	I came here looking for porn.
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