A blonde, some handcuffs and a big, fat stoggie

The time is flying here. It's been really great seeing everyone and I've even managed to pick up a few potential freelance assignments for February and March (one with the CBC and two with the News). I have two interviews before I leave for stories I'm working on for a magazine in Fairbanks, so it hasn't been all play here. I'm relieved that I'm starting to get busy again. Being idle and having to rely on things like housework and cooking to keep me busy really, really made me want to stick my head in the oven (I had to wait for the salmon to finish cooking first). But thankfully I've got work coming in now and the urge to broil my noodle is gone. Heading to the KK tonight for foosball and one-dollar draft. Just like I get teased in Alaska for being Canadian, I'm taking a lot (A LOT) of flack here for moving to Alaska. I try to explain why (for the dogs, of course...kidding...Sam) but it's fruitless. We'll just have to move to Canada sooner than we thought....
Here are some photos of my old desk at the News and Steve, the owner of the paper, sporting his nice beaver hat...(where was Babs anyway?)
Peace.