Notes from the saddle, the kitchen, and Bozeman.
Trip reports and Bozeman politics.
Tralfamadore
Come, Muse, and sing the song of journey. Sing ye of bright-eyed Odysseus,Man of Pain, setting sail for yonder Troy,Of Private Numeral, auspicious, would-beFather, setting sail for our desTroy.Glory and Pride of the Nation. Sing ye of new beginning: the…
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Good heavens. I guess I learn something new every day. Today’s lesson: credit card companies are nasty things. So here was my mistake: in…
Lily, you’re not our prop pimp daddy!
Ah. What a weekend. Million Dollar Baby / Car fiasco / MSU Basketball game / Kill Bill 2 / Superbowl / Homework and now……
Bovard ate my pants.
So it’s 1:31AM in the morning, and I’m leaning back in my chair with my head on another chair, staring at the ceiling. Josh…
Coffee Degenerate
I’ve recently developed a certain affininty for cream in my coffee. I find this quite disconcerting, since I like to consider myself a “coffee…