I've been trying to think of something to put on here for a while, and it just came to me, like inspiration, I guess. And then I realized I couldn't remember how to post on here any more. I haven't actually posted on here since August. That's ridiculous for me. Great for the general readership. I'm up to a nearly every day post on my blog, but I realized how good this is for general info blogging, and not for rambling, meandering nothingness that tends to sprinkle from my fingers into this keyboard and onto this screen. But I am not here for an update of any sort, except to say that I'm no longer in love with my boss - my ideal little work world was shattered in the course of a morning not a few weeks ago, and it cannot be returned to the perfection that was my first office job. No big deal. Just part of growing up, I guess. Being jaded, that is. And grumpy. Turns out I'll be great at both of those. I was actually going to say something... Oh yes.

For the sake of the Denver-area transplants who might actually end up reading this by accident, I thought I would remind them that I will be in Cheyenne from the 18th until Christmas Day (in fact, I fly out Christmas Day, so the routine see Hubka off to the airport after dinner thing probably won't jive with family plans). I don't know when I am going to make it down to say hello (I fly into Denver that Tuesday night, 8 or 9 p.m., I think, so I didn't think anybody would be up for saying hi that late, and I'm probably heading straight home anyway, but let me know about any ideas). Probably Wendesday, Thursday, or Friday. I'll be calling Wakefield to try and coordinate what's happening, but I thought somebody might see this and try to get the wheels turning that much sooner.

Or maybe you Minnesota people would remember how much you miss me, and in that fondest of sentiments you would make a trip out to the Rockies just to see old Hubka. Of course, if that was the case, you could always make a trip out to the Pacific and enjoy much better weather, but all this is based on an unlikely assumption.

On a side note, do you realize that in another four months, we will have spent more time away from college than we spent in it?

Maybe to open things up a bit... Lynnea, what have you been reading lately (or, if you're not Lynnea, substitute your name and give a good answer, even though it seems generic and useless, and I refuse to fall prey to my own plea)? I hope all is well, wherever you guys are now.