Friday, February 15, 2008

Iditarod Champion Jeff King has a new book


I haven't yet read it - I just ordered it yesterday - but four time Iditarod champion Jeff King, has written a new book. Sometime last summer I had noticed that it was in the works, but forgot about it until yesterday when I realized that while it's basketball season here in central VT, it's Quest season up north. I did a little surfing and checked on the race stats, and then found myself at CabelasIditarod.com - another favorite site - and saw that Jeff's book had been released.

Anyway, I am very excited to read it and will give a full review once I do. For those of you who have read my books or writings, you know what I huge fan of mushing I am - even if my previous attempts ended unfortunately. Someday, I hope to try again.

Here's an interesting tidbit - my daughter Lydia, the one who was attacked, is also very interested in starting a team. Strange how life changes, hmmm?

I hope you'll visit the King's web site
or blog - no, I don't get some sort of commission for sending you there, but if you'd like to learn about mushing, these are great sites at which to begin.


Saturday, February 9, 2008

Little Boxes - My New Theme Song

If my life had a theme song, I've decided this would be it. I love the version on "Weeds" sung by Zoey Deschanel

The song is by Mavina Reynolds - and there are many wonderful versions.

Little Boxes
1. Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,
Little boxes, little boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.

2. And the people in the houses
All go to the university,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
And there's doctors and there's lawyers
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.

3. And they all play on the golf-course,
And drink their Martini dry,
And they all have pretty children,
And the children go to school.
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
And they all get put in boxes
And they all come out the same.

4. And the boys go into business,
And marry, and raise a family,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.