Yaar. Yaar! And huzzah! It’s another day in paradise. In the absence of something more witty, I suppose I ought to at least plug in a little about my life, as of late. First: being 21 rocks. It’s not even the ability to buy alcohol, to go to bars, whatever. It’s just the simple fact […]
Author: Mark Egge
out of water
21. Er, yeah. Finally. It was a good birthday. Thanks to everyone for the gifts, for driving up from Cheyenne, for the drinks, and to everyone that stopped by to help mark the occasion. In little more than five hours I’ll be up again, packing the last of my things for Granite Peak. We’ll be […]
be together, together again…
Ooh. That needs some attention. I look, and notice the corner of the room, along the ceiling, is quite literally crawling with bugs… flying things, crawling things, ants, moths… etc. I guess that means we might need to start shutting that screen door. Most of the time, the door to the H.Q. is just wide […]
Missing Bicycle?
say, has anyone seen my bike (as in … my pedal bicycle)? I’m worried about the fact that I haven’t seen it in some days…
Shades of Anarchy
Hrm. So, I’m thinking that I should run a marathon at the end of the summer. I mean, why not? It would be a great reason to get out and run around Bozeman … get in better shape … see some sun, etc. Only trouble is, I’m having a hard time figuring out what I […]