Ah, spring is in the air. I'm writing this from the third floor of the main salt lake library, looking out the window at the fresh snow-capped mountains. The sky is a beatuiful blue, and things are good. The Jazz season is done after tonight, and we're two weeks into the Bees season. Not to mention 3/4ths of the Blaze and the start of Real Salt Lake's season.
Life is good.