I find myself in the place where I'm last seen

So after a week of ice storms, no electricity, and crashing at my friends' house with my two cats, their three cats and a dog, and our other friends' cat and dog as well (at one point there were 7 people, 6 cats, and 3 dogs in the same house), I am finally home.

It was fun, in a squatter sort of way... but this time I had video games, guitars, and a lot of paint to keep me busy. Class was canceled for the entire week, so I basically spent a lot of time drawing, painting, writing music, and farting around.

I helped my brother move the other day. Finally got back a few frames and wheelsets that I left at his place years ago. I think I'm going to resurrect the P3 as a dirt jumping bike, and probably will end up using it for bike polo as well. The frame size is just right, and if I only run a rear derailleur and a single ring up front I can justify building it back up to serve two purposes. I'll have to track down a new full face helmet eventually, but for now I'm fine- it's going to take me a while to get back into the swing of things.

Anyway, yeah. The snow is melting, the trails are complete slop right now- there's talk of running a 'cross alleycat, but we'll see where that goes if anywhere.