The Gnar and the Not-So-Gnar

I'm posting this partly to make the point that practically anything can constitiute and adventure. And in making this point, encourage others to post their experiences here, even if they are not skiing or climbing-related.

As the Wasatch dumps what might be the biggest storm of the year, here I sit alone in the Decatur Holiday Inn in Atlanta for an academic meeting on bifurcation routes to bursting in neuronal systems. This three-day planed bivouac is no recreational matter: The schedule starts at 8 am and goes till 22:00 hours for two days. Talks Talks and Talks, and Talks... and then poster presentations, including my own. I am glad its only two days... Anyway, I hope all you are enjoying the new snow...

Atlanta seems like a pretty cool city. The peach trees are budding flowers in the warm and humid spring. The buildings are old here with black streaks about the brick-lined windows from all the rain they get here. Its something you dont see in old buildings in SLC... There is kudzu and swamps and sense of history that is older than the Gateway stripmall, the constitution, or slavery. It feels so good to be in a city where the culture is diverse: Black syntax and southern dialects comingle with golfing tourists for the Augusta masters tournament.
For dinner I went down the street to a little belgan-style brew pub. I had some belgan beers and fish and chips. Note that 3 belgan beers > 3 out-of-state beers > 3 utah beers => Will is loaded.

Have fun with the snow...

-w