Aug 15-20 2003
I have come here to decompress from the stressful life of a party animal. Ihave been on the road or in the air for a month or more. I am pooped. This is the place to re-group and meditate and set new goals and what kind of twoddle am I talking. This is the place to lay around and drink beer and read trashy novels. I you may be assured that I am doing my best to keep up the standard. Thank you very much! Everyone is gone now except for the wild beasts. Mamma turkey and five little ones came strolling down the driveway and down into the gulley. A pretty doe came down a while later but so quietly that I didn’t look up from my book (Harry Potter) until she was almost down the hill. It’s great that this place is on the freeway. I have been staking my delicious self out every day in hopes of attracting the lion who lives nearby. No luck yet. I did see a lion in the tushear mountain last week. I am happy that lions are becoming a presence here. The milky way hasn’t changed a bit in 37 years.
Uncle Jim