Sitting in DIA, Terminal B, waiting on a flight to Dallas for a week of work, and have a couple minutes to let y'all know about a few things:
1. Made some tweaks to the Varied Reading links... Of Mule Dung and Ash has been added. WhiteCoat has been switched to EP Monthly/Whitecoat, and, since she stopped blogging a few weeks ago (*sniff sniff*) I removed Monkey Girl.
2. Here's a hint to United Airlines: When you have over a hundred people standing in line to check in, you should probably put another person or two at the check-in counter.
3. I don't care if you have a sleek, sexy, athletic body with a taut rump and perky gazoombas... wearing Uugs and blue jeans makes you look stupid.
4. I was born to live in a vertical world, I think. I learned to ski at age 14, and have been skiing black diamond routes ever since. I can climb sheer faces of rock, holding on with little more than my finger tips, standing on edes the width of a nickle. I'll stroll up a frozen waterfall, a hundred feet off the ground, and be at total peace with my abilities. Apparently, however, I can NOT walk on a flat sidewalk at night: Attempting to do so will result in a twisted my right ankle.