More important people have died lately, including my friend Megan’s grandmother, but I didn’t think Davy Jones was that old. It doesn’t help that I’ve been almost sick lately and went to the gym and just kind of flopped around. Funny how tired a guy can get even without doing much of anything all week.

I’m getting excited about the DX contest on the radio this weekend. That just means a lot of people will be on the radio from all over the world. I participate in a weird branch of a weird hobby, trying to talk to as many countries as possible. Plus I’m a little hampered by the antenna I have, which is a 3-foot loop on the garage rather than some huge aluminum monstrosity on a tower. Oh, how I wish I could have a huge aluminum monstrosity on a tower sometimes. But this is like fishing and it’s only that much better when you get to do something a little out-of-the-ordinary. If the fish just jumped onto your hook, what fun would that be?