So this is the new year...

... And I don't feel any different.

So I feel like I need to get back to the initial point of this blog: discussing the quirks of eastern Montana as compared to central Wisconsin (from a mid-western point of view, of course). I've been using a lot of short sentences and bullet points. I need to get back to the longer winded posts.

I have had several exciting adventures. I'll start in a psuedo-chronological order. Alex the Texan, Susan and I went to Billings for the New Year. It was kind of exciting. We went to the cinema, and saw "Up in the Air". It was an interesting movie about a guy (George Clooney) who gets hired by bigger businesses to fire people. He winds up meeting this woman who he believes has the same paradigm that he has- flying and spending most of his life on the road, so to speak. They wind up having an affair, and he falls in love. That is until he decides he wants to become serious and give up his travels that he has previously enjoyed so much to spend more time with her. He eventually shows up on her doorstep, only to discover that she's got a family, and is happily married. Her perspective was that they were just having a happy affair, the end. He thought she actually gave a shit about him. Woops. Anyway, it was a decent movie. We also hung out with some of the Billings VISTAs at their house, and played a rousing game of Truth or Dare. We eventually hunkered out, and returned to Miles City, cowboy capital of the world.

Later that weekend, Susan and I got bored, so we decided to take an adventure to the ranch in Terry. It was quite delightful. We wound up going sledding with Cowboy and Megan on some of the smaller hills on the ranch. The cows kind of hung out and didn't really do much to my surprise. I hoped that they would do something cool- or at least moo- but they just stood there all content and watched us. Oh the life of eastern Montana cows. How nice it would be. Save the lack of barns thing. We later played Rock Band and enjoyed coffee and Baileys. Yum. I've become quite partial to the ranch- it's kind of a neat place to be. (Yes, it's a ranch. I've learned recently that farms are more agriculturally based- they grow corn or hay or soy beans and occasionally have a few animals. Ranches, on the other hand, tend to be more animal based and less likely to grow crops. Sure, they might have a few acres of hay or whatever to feed their cows, but the cows make their money.)

At any rate, these are my recent adventures. It's been great.