My apolo­gies, loyal read­ers, for not updat­ing this site very often.

I’m still look­ing for new win­ter adven­tures. I did find myself pad­dling a row­boat through slushy frozen sea­wa­ter to an island camp­site in Jan­u­ary, so that counts as one adven­ture so far. (The pic­ture at the left, of Karen cov­ered in ice, is one of sev­eral that I’ll be post­ing from that event.) And it looks like I’ll be spend­ing at least a week in late March cavort­ing around China on the company’s tab. That has promise. But as for February—what to do? I’m feel­ing restless.

I went to a Bru­ins game last night but they lost so I won’t count it. Let’s start with tomorrow’s New Eng­land Belt Sander Rac­ing Asso­ci­a­tion cham­pi­onships. Then on Feb­ru­ary 17, there’s the old Model Engi­neer­ing show.

What else? Ideas, anyone?

My day-trip list still says “Pho­to­graph Old Orchard Beach dur­ing the win­ter” but I have since learned that the Downeaster [train] doesn’t stop at that sta­tion between Octo­ber and April. Poo.

I sup­pose I should buy a desk and a kitchen table so I can finally have my house­warm­ing party.

Work has been busy. In addi­tion, other peo­ple have been call­ing ask­ing if I am avail­able to do even more work. There is so much work to be done in this world that I am sur­prised that any­one is unem­ployed. If any­one read­ing this needs a job, call me.

I like Boston. It’s the only place in the coun­try where dozens of highly trained law enforce­ment offi­cers, fire offi­cials, tran­sit author­i­ties, and city offi­cials might mis­take an illu­mi­nated car­toon char­ac­ter for a ter­ri­fy­ing explo­sive device.