i love to write. im working on a series of stories. WSHTF stories. and a crime drama. its funny that sometimes the stories write themselves a lot more than i create. i resist the temptation to make the love scenes obscene, but more believable, but there are secrets that even i dont share.
im also thinking about an adventure of two young people brought together by circumstances beyond their control in the late 1700s , and i've pieced together some of the family history to draw upon. it is fun to figure these things out on my own using my imagination to fit the intricate pieces together in to a story that's fun to read and believable.
now lets get serious. its saturday march 21st and its 112o pm here . today was a long day but i had a lot to do. i spent the day in carrboro, checking out townsends for gear for the trip in less than two weeks coming up. i decided to haul my own water in and not buy a purifier or the clorinated hydroxided tablets. they sell for an arm and a leg, so be it. i did get a pretzel at katies and a great cup of coffee. the elmo's crowd was loud and obnoxious as they always are. ive never seen so much phoniness in all my days.
at weaver street, i was assaulted by obama maniacs trying to get a petition to ban al firearms. i pointed out to one of the maniacs that i didn't support obama or any of his ilk. she about went ballistic on little old me. what was i? a criminal??? screw you lady.
any way i got us home and cooked beef stew for dinner. home made with fres vegetables using shank steaks . yum
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