Springtime

It was 24 degrees when I got up this morning at 6:30.

The only way you can tell it's spring is by the calendar.

And that the Orioles are tied with the Red Sox, Blue Jays, and The Evil Empire for first place. (Something that only occurs in the spring.)

There's wood in the garage waiting to become Eubanks Guitars #003, but nothing can happen until the garage warms up. (And I have to paint the den. Promised Pam I would do it before I start working on another guitar.)

I hate cold weather!