Three feet of fresh at Kirkwood. Alison didn't really feel like skiing, and neither did I. But she badgered me, was a sport about watching Becca, and ohmigod if I never ski again I will die a happy man. Highlight of the day was nailing a huck off the cornice to the left of chair six. (On the fourth try, but who's counting?) ∴
Yellow dog pines to be outside.
Merry Christmas from Tahoe! Becca was so excited with her first present.
Another big storm blew in last night, nasty winds, thirty-five foot waves expected throughout the weekend at Ocean Beach. Looks like the Surf Gods are conspiring against me. Too nasty to try to drive to Tahoe the weekend; maybe next.
Stumbled onto this today...hours of fun! Impress your friends! Ultima ratio regum! ∴
Great article on
piracy
by Tim O'Reilly. Today's
Michael Krazny
words-of-the-day are: picayune, malfeasance!
The Camp Store is now open for business. Uniforms are mandatory for NSC II. ∴
Pearl Harbor Day. Time to remember your civil liberties that corporations want to take away from you. Also interesting, an article, with suggestions on OSS-compatible ways to do UE — gotta pass this on to the Mözilla Crüe. ∴