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I wonder what percentage of my blog entries/rants are put into the “whatever” category. Probably 90%. And why do I bother, anyway? The category doesn’t sort them at all, nor is it ever visible. What a waste of time.

Anyway, I spent yesterday down in the valley (Wolfville/Kentville/New Minas, etc) with Janet, Russell, Amanda, and Alexander. For a three month old baby, he was pretty happy in the car. The weather was pretty crappy, but it was a nice day nonetheless. We snapped a few photos, which I will post later, but the highlight of the day was lunch in the King’s Arms Pub. I had uber-spicy nachos — I swear, there were more jalapenos than nachos. Lovely.

The drive down was vastly improved by the fact that I finally had the tires fixed on the car. There was a wobbly unhappiness in the rear tires that made the car shake quite a bit when it was on the highway. Now, its silky smooth again, although the Canadian Tire guys warned me that our battery was starting to die. This car is weird.

Upon returning home from the valley, I promptly went to sleep. I was very tired all day. The odd thing is that I slept from about 6:30 last night until 10:30 this morning. That’s 16 hours of sleep — I am such a freak. Wait…I shouldn’t use the words “I am” in conjunction anymore, since they seem to have been coined by God. I guess beer commercials are an earthly sin.

So, who wants to go on an epic adventure tonight?