Boo

Man! You live way up there don't you. Do you know Nanook of the North?

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6 Damn good work gentlemen. Sticks rule!

Welcome back Pixel. Now I have to find another excuse to get together a road trip to Canada. I'll be about 300 miles south of Banff next month. Who's in?

Top shelf job Rec. You're nailing this quit and paying it forward here on the Train. Stay awesome.

Good work Raidermom. One-month down, a lifetime of freedom ahead.

3 Good Friday morning!

Also hockey, the band Rush, legal weed, "free" healthcare, and whatever the hell poutine is. Canada...it's not just America's attic anymore.

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The rough spots of the quit can break you down mentally. Which sounds bad until you remember that most transformations occur after a process of stripping oneself down and questioning your motives and direction. You have to get rid of the old patterns to make way for the new. We have a remarkable ability to change yet we are by nature homeostatic creatures. It takes a little while for that clash to work itself out.

Fire up the Mystery Machine. We're going to Canada!

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Well...Gauley Fest is in September. After getting in some whitewater time we can swing across Old Dominion and hit Colonial Williamsburg. We can be there in about 4 hours. Then make the short drive up to Baltimore and try to figure out what the hell happened to Sonic. Leave your calendar open.

A young Jimmy Page playing some "skiffle."

Best wishes to Tony and Doreen.

Oh! Let's get positive.

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I finally got fed up with smoking. Planning my every waking hour around smokebreaks was a pain in the ass. It felt like the Marlboro Man had taken the helm and I was just along for the ride.

"Can't" is the most overused word in the English language. Here in America, and I'm assuming across most if not all developed nations, there are currently more ex-smokers than current smokers. If quitting was some impossible dream, as it's often made out to be, those numbers would be impossible to achieve. To quote Roger Miller: All you got to do is put your mind to it...knuckle down, buckle down, do it, do it, do it.

Colonial Williamsburg needs more booze. Powdered wigs, muskets, and a barrel of hooch...now you've got yourself a party.

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Bump for the newbies.