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Thursday, January 22, 2004

All work and no play, makes Mark a Dull boy.

It's been business as usual all this week. I've been waiting for the weekend to hurry up and come (but may it slow way down when it arrives) and I'm eager to get out and do some photography. This time of year is very tricky for photography here in this part of the globe. It's sunny and warm sometimes now, but then it starts raining for a few days at a time, and usually on the weekend. I'm really hoping this weekend will finally break through with some sun, but the forecast isn't pointing in that direction. I'm still waiting to go out to White Rock and get some nice photos.

Work hasn't been entirely dull this week--there have been some pretty funny moments, thanks to T. He may be the weirdest guy I've ever met. Just when I think I'm seen or heard the weirdest thing, T. goes and pushes the envelope. Here are some photos I shot of him yesterday. We were on out coffee break and I thought I'd get some pictures of him enjoying a cigarette:

And this here--well I don't know what he's doing here. We found this pair of scissors and I gave then to him. He insisted that I take a picture of him doing this:

Then today T. was using a fence post pounder on some tree steaks we were installing. Unfortunately when he dropped it on the ground, he dropped it directly into a large pile of doggy doo-doo. It was disgusting. He had to try to remove it with some cleaning rags and the poor guy was getting it all over the place. Ugh! Better him than me.

I've been doing Yoga almost every day now. I'm starting to really like it again. It sure is good exercise. I'm still a little pooped afterward, but I'm getting better at it. I have to get at it right after I get home from work, or I'm finding there are too many distractions (especially this computer), or I end up taking a big nap. You all know what happens then--my whole evening is gone. So yeah, it's been a little difficult to apply the self-discipline required, but it's coming along.

Ok, I'm off.


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