I wrote that previous post last week, but just now brought my computer into the land of connectivity. Such is the life of a woodland man. I was about to write about how pretty the snow was as it drifted down from the heavens. Before I could transfer my thought to the page it went from oh so pretty to oh damn. "wintery mix" which means icy slush and silly drivers. This happens multiple times per year people, get used to it!

In reference to my earlier post, I have an update. I just read my sister Molly's favorite book Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis. If you haven't read, get off your ass. Go to the bookstore. Buy it. Read it. Pass it along to a friend. Unfortunately for me there are few people here in Pope County Arkansas that would read it if I gave it to them...

Give them a free welder and they'll be over the moon. Classic literature? Maybe not. That's what Molly is for!!!

Also, I need ideas for a name for my "ranch." Any and all suggestions are welcome.