Of course, this would be the point where I say something profound that rhymes with five. … Nothing comes to mind. Instead, I’ll lament the fact that, in the last 24 hours, I haven’t removed a single item from my list of things to be completed before I leave. Hey. What do you know? I […]
Six. Pick up sticks. And stones. I’ll break my bones. Just for kicks. Why? … Six. … Another weekend, come and gone. Good lord, I don’t have much to show for it. Long’s Peak has been pushed back until Thursday, due to the weather.
Seven.
“Do I have the right so far, big man? And best of all, for you at least, you finally have the moral authority you’ve craved, and have often exercised, ever since you were very young– you used to go around the playground chastising the other kids for swearing. You didn’t drink alcohol until you eighteen, […]
Nine.