Cabin Fever

Hi everyone, and a big Minnie Pearl “Howdy” to all of my new subscribers.

I must admit that I haven’t been very talkative this last week.  The winter blahs have finally caught up to me it seems.   Since last weekend the temperature has hovered at or below -20 Celsius.  Translation to all of you from warmer climates “BURRRRR”.   In trying to make our lives worth living Mother Nature also threw in an assload of snow this weekend when it did actually warm up a enough to want to poke a un-mittened finger outside for a minute or two.

However I do have one very nice thing to report, two of my best friends from my formative high school years dropped into Winnipeg this week.

It was literally the first time we had all been together in over 10 years.  It struck me as incredible that I could walk up to the two of them and pretty much pick up the last conversation we had all been having all those years ago without missing a beat.   I really don’t know what importance Rick Springfield has in today’s world but it was nice just the same.

Other than talking about our significant others and kids.  We pretty much just bullshitted the way we always do when we are together.  With the exception that we weren’t piss drunk this time seeing that I have pretty much given up on the sauce, and another one of my buddy’s has developed diabetes in the years since high school.

It’s nice to know that we can always rely on those touchstones in our lives.  Some friends are more than just buddies they literally are family.  Sometimes closer than our real blood.  I know that our lives have taken us in strange and wondrous directions since we left Fort Frances but it’s comforting to know that we are still as close as we ever were.

Hmmm, funny the winter just doesn’t seem that cold any more.  Good travels my friends.  Till we meet again.

Todd and Darren

Bob and Darren

Bob and Todd