Bruce & Joel's Excellent Adventure
Okay, I'm back from a couple of days tramping around in the deep backwoods, with many nascent thoughts in mind, but frankly, I'm too tired to think, much less write.
I've refreshed my reservoir with new stories that will need to be told, some day. For example, there's the one about the night we discovered an important new principle of life: The Skunk Always Has The Right of Way. And then there's Joel Rosenberg's cautionary tale: "Never Tell The Smartass Waitress In a Small Town Restaurant That You Want Your Steak As Rare As They Can Cook It."
But mostly, I'm recharged. Physically bone-deep tired, but psychically recharged.
P.S. For those of you in southern climes, that's the full moon rising over a frozen lake.
I've refreshed my reservoir with new stories that will need to be told, some day. For example, there's the one about the night we discovered an important new principle of life: The Skunk Always Has The Right of Way. And then there's Joel Rosenberg's cautionary tale: "Never Tell The Smartass Waitress In a Small Town Restaurant That You Want Your Steak As Rare As They Can Cook It."
But mostly, I'm recharged. Physically bone-deep tired, but psychically recharged.
P.S. For those of you in southern climes, that's the full moon rising over a frozen lake.
posted by ~brb at 10:49 PM
