Let the good times roll

Friday night in the Boogie Station.

Do me a favor, play this, and scroll down...


My wife is in Los Angeles for 9 weeks getting certified to become a Bikram yoga instructor. That is the kind of yoga where they heat the room to 105 degrees (fahrenheit, for you Canadians).



I miss Wisconsin.



That's where I grew up.



People from Wisconsin have soul.





They really do.





We bring it to Montana.



I live on the crater of the Yellowstone supervolcano.





If you give a shit, look it up and read about it.



The last time it erupted, the dinosaurs died.



I wish they were still around.



What is going to evolve next?




The day of reckoning will come.




It snowed today here, down to 6000 feet, which is fantitstastic.



How could you possibly be pissed off or stressed when you live in a place like this?