On a whole-ly unrelated note, I did Sentinel in 28 minutes this afternoon between classes.  I need to get out more.  Energy feeds energy, and I’ve been creating too many excuses as of late.

I would also like to address gear for a moment, in particular, clothing.  I got me a new Patagonia Traverse pullover recently, and thus far like it a bunch.  Except for a big, gangly, awkward, thick chest pocket.  This evening I decided to get rid of it, which took a good two hours of seam ripper time (while drinking two Jubelales and surfing the net).  Too many fucking layers, too much effort to make everything neat looking rather than low-bulk and functional.  French seams inside french seams, bartacked together at the end!  WTF!  I pulled off over an oz. of zipper, fabric and thread, including some stretch-woven polyester that had some sort of iron-on stiffener.  Nice and functional, (like a second asshole).  If this shirt needs a chest pocket, it ought to be like the one on my Dragonfly shell; a single backing of light fabric (or mesh) with a bit of velcro to close it.  

Sheesh.