I have no idea what I'm doing, and that's the way I like it.
If I were to write a book it'd be entitled, "You'll Never Make It". I found the part to my emergency pump that fell out. I taped it back in. I oiled my chain. (And cleaned it too! Thoroughly!! Thinking of you, Jason.) My taste challenge is between Black Strap Molasses and Grade B Maple Syrup. I can tell the difference. I use herbal vitaminized tea bags - raspberry flavored. My spirulina has cheyenne pepper in it. There's a crick in my neck. My hands are numb. My right knee hurts. They're souvenirs. I feel fine. I still have a found disposable camera with undeveloped film. I have a letter for a friend living in the opposite direction. Some day I'd like the how and who of my life to meet and have a great time of it all. In the meantime here are some pictures:
