slices of life

Last night Trotter saw the greatest movie of his short life: "Eight Below," which is a surprisingly good movie about some sled dogs who were left behind by a scientific mission when a nasty winter storm moved in. I say it was "the greatest movie of his short life" because he definitely responded to the scenes of the dogs whining and barking ... he was about one inch away from the screen, tail puffed up, growling. I think that's his dog-Ebert way of giving the film two paws up.

The joys of unemployment: Going to the gym in the morning, then coming home to make a nice breakfast of eggs, toast and fruit salad, and not worrying in the least about what time it is.

The five-day Pathetic Trips to Home Depot forecast: after the misguided home improvement front moved through last weekend, a relative calm settles over the greater Chanhassen area, but a slow-moving father-in-law front is making its way to the Twin Cities. I expect massive plumbing supplies and deck stain tools to bear down on the area by noon Thursday.