
I know all of my gear will come in handy some day. Those who know me personally are aware of my fondness for Surefire's G2 polymer body flashlights. They are essentially lightweight plastic versions of the Surefire classic, 6P. G2's are powered by 2 lithium CR123 batteries and I've found these lights to be extremely reliable. Today, with a bit of Christmas cash in hand, I went North to Silverdale, WA, home of Sportsman's Warehouse. I've just ordered a handful of knives and EDC items and Sportsman's had nothing interesting knifewise. I was originally going to buy *just* a box of Surefire batteries, but the lights caught my eye. The G3 in essentially the G2 with an extra battery and increased brightness. Jesus, having a place to live rent-free is encouraging me to continue to go nuts with my obsessive gear buying!! I need to slow my roll if I want to see Europe next year, or in 2010. I'm bad with setting goals and sticking to plans, so we'll see what kind of beautiful evil knife manufacturers like Benchmade release to drain me of my potential travel funds in the coming year. Of course no visit to Sportsman's Warehouse would be complete without insane amounts of dried meat. I bought a pound and a half of assorted jerky flavors. Yes, at one time I was a staunch vegetarian, from age 16-22. Then I had foot surgeries, got lazy and realized the temporary joy a Big Mac can bring. I've never looked back. Yes, this animal loving gear-junkie is a true carnivore.

This blog is terrible for my wallet. Eric and I write about stuff we'd spend our money on anyway, but my little shoulder-devil always says "yes, yes, buy it Aaron, you can write about it on the blog!". I'm a sucker for the whispered words of my little shoulder-devil. He's the one that encourages me to make poor decisions and get fat on bad food!

2009 will be the year I tried. I'm bad at following through. I never finish anything. But mark my words, I'm going to get in shape, go to Europe, and maybe find a wife. Not neccessarily in that order though. I'm baring my soul for those who care to read. In 2009 I have nothing to lose, I'm 31 years old, single, childless and relatively happy, but I need a change. Maybe I should try to find a job in PR or advertising with a knife company? Hmm? Maybe I'll go to Germany and apprentice with some Gepetto-esque knifemaker and live off bread and wine, and run 5 miles daily until I have a better physique than educated action-schlub Dolph Lundgren.

Anyhow, if you're reading, I wish you a happy new year...more to come from S, B and T in 2K9.