Squamloonland

No, I don’t ice fish. But I love bobhouse photos.

*Sigh.* Just as I finally grok sending TwitPics from my phone, TwitPic is going through growing pains.

It’s good to have a 4Runner in New Hampshire.

Having accomplished my goal of going twelve for twelve on 12 of 12 last year, I do believe I’ll just see if I can’t do it again.

I think I’ll narrate this set in the form of some New Year’s resolutions.

5:43 am: I resolve to go to the gym every day before work.

9:00 am: I resolve, over the next few months, to not give in to the temptations placed in front of me by my workplace Biggest Loser opponents.

10:06 am: I resolve to consistently plan fun learning activities in my French classes.

12:37 pm: I resolve to keep my finger on the pulse of the various initiatives going on my school district, and to figure out where my niche is.

4:09 pm: I resolve to keep our beautiful deck shoveled all winter long.

4:19 pm: I resolve to keep my BlackBerry protected from my active lifestyle by keeping it sheathed in my newly arrived Otterbox.

5:00 pm: I resolve to continue to stop and reflect in this spot as often as possible.

5:10 pm: I resolve to continue the afternoon 1.25 mile walk with the SquamDogs even though I’m exercising in the morning.

6:30 pm: We, as a household, resolve to maintain a healthy diet.

7:32 pm: I resolve to take more pictures of the beautiful, delectable food that P creates nightly for our enjoyment.

7:33 pm: I resolve to get rid of the horrible yellow on those walls.

9:22 pm: I resolve to place the next day’s outfit in the car the night before to help me get to the gym by 5:45 am.

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12 of 12 is the brainchild of one Chad Darnell, and a regular activity within the PodCacher community.

Early to bed early to rise makes a man unable to find time to post his 12 of 12. Perhaps tomorrow.

Okay, I’ll admit it—I shoveled to Shania this morning. And it saved me the drive to the gym.

One more episode left in season 2 of MI-5. That’s nearly 15 cumulative hours of spy TV on a MacBook with headphones—with 21 still to enjoy!

This readying for work in a locker room requires a major paradigm shift regarding conservation of space and efficient management of time.

I shoulda known to lower expectations for today the moment my wiper blade ripped as I pulled it from the windshield this morning.

Traffic from snow-slowed buses at Interlakes is making me late for bus duty at Newfound. Discuss whether or not this qualifies as irony.