I know that it is only the 8th of January, but it seems like it has already been at least three weeks since the beginning of the year, doesn't it? I hate this time of year, college football is over, the holidays are behind us, and nothing left to look forward to except months and months of snow slush and grey skies. Whoopie. I used to enjoy hockey this time of year, but with the local league only having five teams in it, it's kind of hard to get would up about that either. Local hockey is more interesting than you would think. For one thing, the guys in it aren't making obscene amounts of money. In fact, they are hardly making any money at all. That might explain why so many of them are in roommate arrangements. The other thing that I like about the local teams are the married guys who wait until the end of the school year before they move their families back up north. It would seem that our schools are better than someone's at least. But enough of that. Grab a good book, a good movie or something to help pass the hours and hours we have until February. Think spring. You'll thank me later.