Ice and Such

I went sledding in Cherokee park a couple of days ago, only we didn't bring any sleds. After helping a stuck car out of their parking spot, a lady in an SUV gave us her old sleds, which happened to be plastic and beat to hell. More like two half-sleds.

Only Bobby and I actually trusted them enough to sled down Dog Hill, and it was worth it.

Looking to move out of the Kathouse in a month or so, find a place in Old Louisville with Rob and Mae. It'll be nice to move out of a hole. Still looking for steady work, though.

At least we've got power. Louisville is wholly unprepared for winter weather.