Hmmmmmmmm.

So John has a shot at another job. He was going to work at the mountain, but they never returned his call about when he could start. I offered to take him down there and stake out the Human Resources office, but he said if they didn't want to return his call, he sure as hell didn't want to give them any of his time. Good boy, no? Anyway, one of the local inns said they'd give him a tryout as a dishwasher. He'll have the job if The Hair doesn't become an issue.

The shoulder report is done, and it's pretty depressing. Scheduled surgery for Jan. 21. A few bone spurs are going to need to be removed, rotator cuff resewn in one and maybe two places, labrum resected, and oh, hell, I can't even remember it all. About the only silver lining is that it can be done arthroscopically. I'm going to be in pain for two weeks, useless for four to six weeks, left-handed for two to three months, and out of rehab in six months. I might be able to do a very small August or September race, but it's going to be a long, slow trip.

Quite the spectacle yesterday -- the firewood guy was delivering a cord and went off our driveway into four feet of snow. This normally wouldn't have been a problem, but he was in a one-ton dump truck. We pulled all the wood out, dug around the truck, tried pulling with a truck ... no dice. Finally had to call a large tow truck in and have him pulled out. He was not happy. He said he'll come back with a skidder and knock the snow banks back three or four feet, though.

Hope he comes soon -- more snow tonight.

And finally, this game is just crack: