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Shakesthegrounds Rumblings
YaadPyar:
Happiest day birthday boy! Here's to a future full of promise and wonder, a solid reflection of the person you've become.
Front-Ranger:
Thanx for telling us about your natal day and the origins of your name! There are worse things than being named after a president. When I learned I was going to have a son, I had a terrible time finding a name that wasn't that of a soldier or warrior. I finally settled on Christopher. But then I realised that, it being the Quincentennial of Columbus's "discovery" of the New World, there would be a lot of Christophers out there. So I changed it to Christian. I'm happy with that name but my son still shows tendencies to want to be a soldier anyway! I know U are off floating down the river right now, Tru, but here's a toast to U for when U get back. 8)
Arad-3:
Just wanted to stop in and say... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
Have a great day!
Wayne:
Happy Birthday P. True!! :) :)
Shakesthecoffecan:
Thank you! Thank you! I sure do appreciate it. Yaad, where did you get that picture of me?!?
I had a wonderful day, a real mental health day. I made one call and turnt off me phone, grabbed my journal, a chair, bug spray, water and "The Old Ace In The Hole" by Annie Proulx and hit the road.
Back in April when I was in Colorado there had been a forest fire near where I live, on Bull Mountian. I had been meaning to go see the aftermath and had about forgot about it. It is a nice drive, gravel road for about 5 miles. Bull Mountain was the sight of a plane crash a couple of Octobers ago, the family of a NASCAR crew was killed on their way to the race in Martinsville. I had heard that a cross had been erected and since the fire was visable from down below and errily enough it is.
From there I went to a conveinece store known for their gas to get me a hot dog. Then I went to my favorite spot to chill out, on the Smith River, just below Philpott Dam. The air temperature was about 94, but when they are generating electricity, the water that comes out of the bottom of that lake is just above freezing. If you can find a nice spot close enough to the river, you can enjoy a temperature of about 72 degrees. Heaven.
The drive is about 7 miles on a dirt road, past old corm fields and abandoned houses. Beautiful country. It is so remote there is little traffic on a week day and the only folks I saw all afternoon was a couple in kayaks and one redneck couple who wandered in, hand in hand, in their early 60's, the woman all plastic and rhinestones, she stuck her toe in the water and shreeked.
Read Annie Proulx all afternoon, wonderful book about a man scouting for hog farm locations in the Texas panhandle. His character reminds me some what of Quoyle (?sp) in The Shipping News, but with a few more brains. So much of what she writes is so tragic, like Ennis Del Mar or Loyal Blood. It is a welcome break to read something you know is just going to be entertaining. "The year of Proulx" is how I will remember 2006, when I read everything she had written.
I was also visited by a ground hog who came out to nibble, and an Inch worm and several Cardinals (the Protestant ones). I read about 100 pages and then wrote 4. Studied on a revelation I'd had in the shower, which I need to investigate more. Prayed for Chris, and everyone else I could think of.
I came bouncing in the office this morning in the best mood I have had all week. Tomorrow the New River, can't wait.
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