Back from West Virginia!

I haven't posted for a while due to a business trip to West Virginia. I spent a week with a group of my colleagues thinking and strategerizing about the future of information technology in the agency that I work for. (I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.) The conference was held at the National Conservation Training Center, owned by the US Fish and Wildlife Service. It was amazing. I stayed in a dorm with hotel-like rooms, ate for free in the awesome cafeteria, and spent my evenings strolling around nature trails on the campus. The conference center was really nice, too.

For anyone who doesn't know me by sight...

By the way... that picture in yesterday's post was not a self portrait. It was a mountain goat that I saw in Colorado on a backpacking trip. As you can see, the goat (actually goats) got pretty close to our camp. They were licking the "salt" that we had deposited around the campsite (starts with "u" and rhymes with stirrin'). Apparently a delicacy for mountain goats.



Here, however, is a self portrait. This is easily the most valuable photo I have ever taken. It was the photo I used for the e-Harmony page that subsequently won Gina's heart. I hope she married me for more than the picture, but either way, it worked out. The photo was taken in the Quetico Provincial Park (the Canadian side of the Booundary Waters Canooe Area, Eh). (It's apparently difficult to type a Canadian accent, so use your imagination.)





For those of you who like cute furry animals, here's another goat from the aforementioned trip to Colorado:

The first post...

Well, folks... this probably signals the beginning of the end for Blogspot's coolness. Yes, that's right... even the old man has a blog now.

I feel a bit like that 40-year old guy who thinks he can still play basketball with high-school kids, though I guess blogging is less likely to result in serious injury.

I will try to fill these posts with my dry wit, amusing observations, and generally shower the readers (both of them, if you count Moby) with the benefits of my extensive life experience. Plus pictures.

Feel free to criticise or otherwise comment on the pictures. It is my main "expressive" outlet, and if I can stimulate some kind of response it will be even more rewarding.

More later...