I’ve managed to compress my stuff down to a few boxes. Add in a couple of desks, a computer, a tv and a mattress, and you have my life in a nut sack.
Month: August 2018
Piper is my cat, my friend, and my boss. How I keep her healthy and happy thru the next two weeks will dictate whether or not I’m ultimately fired from the evil and liberal Pet Owners Association.
Recall the phrase: fading into oblivion? I realize that I’m on the verge of doing so, in a cool and structured manner. I’m still not sure of the specific location of the landing after the raft sets sail, but east is on my horizon. Way east… But it will be the land of oblivion and my family count will sadly be significantly reduced. All I can do is rock on.
July 30, 2018, Colorado Belle, Laughlin, NV. A week after my 72nd birthday…
I took a nostalgic walk around the property today. It’s a perfect warm day here and the sky is clearing up a bit, and I’ll miss this place.
Had a chat with my old friends the trees, actually hugged one, and wished them well.
The heart shaped rock thing has represented a love for this land I’ve had, and Steph even more, since we created it together more than a decade ago.
I ran across this strange thing spewing water out it’s ass into the pool during my recent travels. It reminds me of my brain right now, deformed and leaking fluids…