Easter

Two years ago we spent Easter Sunday on Stinson Beach, north of San Francisco. Last year, we were in Chincoteague, Virginia. So, naturally, this year we’re spending Easter in Syracuse. What could make more sense?

Got a work thing on Monday, so going out tomorrow and taking Tuesday off. Zoo, MOST, Canal Museum, that sort of thing. Looks like rain, too, just for that authentic Salt City feeling.

Oh, and Ghost Recon? I’m totally surviving. Here’s what you don’t want to be in this game: impatient sniper. I’ve learned that much.

Back soon.