It is dark dark like the coffee that sits in front of me. And with that comes the tiredness. A small break was needed yesterday and as always I felt guilty. My reward is more coffee and a friday that will lead in to a weekend of goodness. The skis are waiting for me just one more coat of wax and i will be ready for some sliding tomorrow. One thing stands in the way and that is work. In nine short hours I will be waxing up with a cold beer in my hand as loud punk rock rings in my ears. Here is to Coffee, Marshal Stacks, Cold Cold Beer.... Bring it on!!