I need to drive less; at least, that’s what my odometer is telling me. Three weeks ago today, I picked up my Bimmer from the dealer. In that time, I’ve put 3,000 miles on it. Pundits might point out (accurately) that 1,200 of those miles are from driving to Indiana and back. Even so, doesn’t 1,800 miles in a score of days seem a tad excessive? At this rate, I’m on track to drive over 30,000 miles per year. Needless to say, I’m glad I don’t have a lease.

I think that I would like to continue my new tradition of taking a vacation somewhere exotic every February. But where? Perhaps a ski trip to Whistler in British Colombia? Maybe Vail? The Swiss Alps look tempting, too. I suppose I *could* go somewhere warm, but I have no particular desire to do so. There has been talk of a group going skiing around New Years, but my availability is questionable because of a prior commitment. Decisions, decisions…