Ack! Maybe blogging is only a weekly habit after all.

Rehashing “Change of Seasons” for about the fourth time before I send it off. What I really want to do is start writing a bunch of stories–I have about three on deck right now, the last one stemming from Bruce Springsteen’s excellent song “Atlantic City.” I miss the days of just hammering out whatever stuck in my head. Too many things eating up too much time.

Speaking of things eating up time (amongst other things) we’re 2/3rds done with our Intermediate dog training class and it looks like we’ll probably be taking a break until 2005. We need to spend some time “proofing” Athena to make her stays more solid but we’ve come to the conclusion that her raging puppy hormones undo her more often than anything else. She wants to obey but the puppiness coursing through her veins simply won’t allow it sometimes. We found a new dog park in Middleton with agility equipment and, as expected, Athena loved it, especially the steeple-chase type jumps. Those courses are definitely in her future.

Trying to get outside at least once or twice more before the year ends. If the weather stays mild, I could easily push backpacking into December. Not sure when I want to put the canoe away for the season. Too much fun stuff begging to get done and too many things standing in the way. Like work.

In case you haven’t noticed, the Packers suck. The Badgers suck too, but at least they’re 5-0. Spurs round out the sucking trio but they’re 3-4-1 with 13 points to their credit, tied with a certain team from Manchester who undoubtedly sucks to high heaven. And poor Blackburn. They deserve better than yet another relegation battle.