The snow has finally stopped and warmer days are upon us. Days that persuade me to wear shorts and play "personal-worst" rounds of golf.

EMT is finally over -I still don't know if I passed the state exams, but the odds are in my favor. I am free of the late night classes and endless 500 question take-home tests. Free of the stress of practical exams and frantic studying. I look back with relief, but part of me misses the continuous action and labor of reaching for my goals and improving myself. This should be just a temporary break as next quarter looms large with classes whose names have very high numbers attached to them, and I will be trying to get hired with the local ambulance company to hone my medical and trauma skills.

I am going to be trying a lot of new things this summer. Learning to wake-board, rock climb, fly fish and skydive are at the top of the list along with some camping and white-water rafting. I'll be taking suggestions if anyone has any worthy adventures to add to the list.

I was at the airport today and while driving endlessly 'round the terminal loop waiting for someone, I saw four people get pulled over by the Spokane Airport Police. Is it not enough that they aren't allowed to park and wait for people? Not enough that their patience is worn thin, their day cut short? The joy of reuniting with friends or family must be tarnished by a citation for driving 5 mph over the limit or on the wrong side of the road (hey, it was a confusing sign). Plus, I feel a small amount of pity for the police who must spend their careers patrolling a few meager parking lots, three tiny terminals, and a couple stretches of road. Cruel and Unusual.