INTERCEPTION

I wonder if the eyes are really windows into the soul. Sometimes, I like to think so and stare intensely into someone else's eyes, but I don't really feel that I've seen their souls. It's funny, really, staring. Not even staring, because one could argue that that action suggests, or attaches itself to, some negative connotation, but eye contact. Eye contact can be a funny thing. If you think about it, it's kind of hard to make and maintain eye contact. I know it makes me uncomfortable! And I don't know why. Maybe it's because the eyes do reveal something about a person. In any case, it's complex and I don't really know why I'm caught up in the idea...

Today is going to be a BIG day. I have the day off and I think I'm going to invite Guy over to play a game of chess. He's a good man and I don't see him as much as I'd like to anymore, now that he's given serious thought to operating a skidder out in Wyoming, logging for a living. He's been taking more and more trips out there, trying to decide if that's what he really wants to do, and he's always talking to people about trees and making stellar tree jokes, which is fine. It's kind of endearing to hear a grown man with a beard say: "What did the tree say to the dog? Stop barking!" Ha! Ha! Ha!

I'm also going to make some butter. I want to make a ginger pinenut butter, minus the pinenuts. It's going to be an interesting butter...ginger is tough. It's surprisingly fibrous. You start chopping and you wonder if you're chopping a threadbare rug! I butter do some research before I make this butter. Which reminds me...

I need to give Bailey a call. I wonder what was up with the phone call yesterday morning. I hope he's alright. Maybe he was just drunk?

Finally, I want to leave you with this brief video. Pay special attention around the 40 sec. mark. Incredible interception. I want everyone to check it out. GO JETS!

Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!