I keep commin' back, and ya just can't get rid of me.

I went hiking with some buddies the other day. We came across a cold crystal clear creek (crik) from the winter run off. It was a hot day and the water was sweet on my parched tounge.

My friends, having not spent much time in the back country, would not drink the water. Being fearful of bacteria or some water bourne disease. Instead, they were tired from thirst for the rest of the hike and drive back to town, whereupon they bought pop to slake their thirst.

That just makes me want to cry.

I love college football...

One of these days I may have time to write something, or go take pictures, or just breath in and out with deliberate serenity. Right now I'm just working to afford the luxeries I've come accustomed to (food, water, shelter.... you know... the finer things)

Not a whole lot to say, just getting around to some re-activity here at DA, and I didn't want to look at the same ol jounal entry anymore. I'm looking forward to the fall, I think it's my favorite time of year.