I wanted to buy a new, expensive, ham radio and my current radio is acting up. I’m sure I can fix the current radio, especially since it was a kit and all the parts are still available, but this is just another reason to buy a radio where the base model is TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS. With the accessories I picked, it was FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS. Well, I told myself that if a certain event occurred, I’d treat myself to that radio. (The event was related to a goal that might or might not be tied to my vocation.) Anyway, I got good news today, and that good news helped me blow a five thousand dollar hole in my bank account. Eventually, I believe I will have a superior radio (an Elecraft K3 with second receiver and panadapter if you’re keeping track) that I can use for the express purpose of, well, screwing around talking to other ham radio geeks.

I finally made it back to the gym today and while I thought I was just being lazy, I really was feeling iffy. I still had to go all out at times because even with all my exertion I still gained 10lbs this winter. My stomach wasn’t 100%, and I now have several people asking me why I haven’t seen a doctor yet, but I’m afraid he’s just going to say (and I’m trying to get my medical terminology correct here), “Awww, poor widdle baby has an upset tummy.” I suppose that’s unlikely, but most people know what I’m talking about here.

Time to read a few chapters before I hit the hay and hopefully dream about my new radio.