Oh, great. Have you heard? The federally-allowed level of drinking water contamination by plutonium-239, one of the ingredients of atomic bombs, is 100 times too high. No sh*t, really. Well, alright, I gotta go! See ya!
Time for my "happy place," a concept heretofore unknown to me, a long-time fan of things real. My happy place is so lived in during this madministration's reign of (t)error as to qualify for a capital gains exemption. I simply cannot take their sh*t any longer. It's bad for one's health, so bring on the island in the Beagle Channel on which I spent one of the better days of my life.
I can see why you go there - beautiful majestic mountains, the water, and the tall grass... looks really calming and like you could re-energize there.
Posted by: Sour Duck | Friday, 05 August 2005 at 12:22 PM
Sour Duck, it was exactly that. No sound except for the wind and the water and birds and our footsteps on the path. Absolute heaven. Too bad the real thing is 3,000 miles away. =( I'm working on alternatives in my own 'hood though. =)
Posted by: ae | Friday, 05 August 2005 at 03:28 PM