I can hit a 5 iron like a motherfucker

Toronto is ancient history. Peace out, T-dot. It was interesting. Your public transit system sucks. OISE is finished. I could go on about it, but the fact is I'm finished, and as soon as the transcript office sends my transcript and recommendation to the OCT, I'm a cer-ti-fied teacher. Woot. 

Back in Tamworth. My allergies are acting up. Instead of buring gas to go work out, I've got a little gym rigged up in the garage. I curl a bar with a bunch of chains attached. I dunno...some old tractor attachment. It was lying around. I'm Rocky, dammit. One of these days I'll get around to doing some actual work, I suppose. 

3 weeks today and I'm off to KL. Excitement is growing. Lots of emails going back and forth from here to KL...if only new jobs in Korea included such correspondence. I need to figure out what to pack. I won't need much...the one strategic sweater. Sunblock. Ties. Tanktops. All worn at the same time. 

220 yards....blawwooww!