Love the site with the wind directions included, that's exactly what I needed. It's 8 degrees here, so seeing it's 72 there is kind of depressing. Maybe I can find a web site that shows a constantly growing, obscene pile of cash, with beautiful woman throwing themselves at the owner of the pile, you know, just to complete the whole depressing, suicidal tendency thing.


Now all I have to do is find a hotel,oh, and magically forget that I really can't afford to spend the money on the trip. That's what credit cards are for, right?? Irresponsible acts of fun and adventure. On the way down, we're planning to spend a day in Hiddenite,NC looking for various gems in the public mine there. I know my boys ages 8,7 and 2 are going to have a blast. The wife is going to wine enough that I won't have to buy any alcohol, so I might save some scratch there. I'm just teasing, she tolerates me, I mean, my hobby just fine. What I don't understand is who is that Satan guy that always puts expensive shops and outlet stores like Gucci and such right next to the vacation areas you go to. So now, after you spent next months mortgage payment (and so much for that expanded cable crap)..... your broker, I mean better half, turns to you and says "I want to go shopping today", what the hell is that

??? Is this something they are taught in school, does the desire to shop come from some chemical output of the ovaries? What's the deal??? The whole idea of vacation is to not have to do the things that you don't want to do, right? So why do I find myself in some store shopping for crap that nobody really needs, with money I don't really have, doing something I really don't want to do and then calling it a vacation?? I could have done this shit at home. Oh yeah, I remember why... cause I've got her sitting in poison ivy, being bit by mosquitoes, panning for gold at 1 am in 44 degree water, so I have to buy some way to expensive, unnecessary shoes. Well.....at least it will be warm out
