Friday, May 31, 2013
Courtesy of Acme Safe
I will be in the Virginia, D.C. , Maryland area. Even up to Baltimore. And I will need to eat. Any culinary suggestions will be greatly appreciated. My brother says I have to try the pit beef in Baltimore. Lena says the Blue Crab should be happening. What else?
I always make some proviso that correspondence will be sporadic at best during these sorts of things and then I sometimes can't stop writing so I will merely say, we shall see.
I got a note recently in which the sender said that he wouldn't spill the things I spill on this blog to anybody short of a psychiatrist. Another writer suggests that it is time to either find my "atman" or seek drugs and professional help for adjusting my mental balance.
I couldn't find my atman with a map and it has frankly never been too high on my vacation list. Pretty happy with who I am; love me, hate me or just leave me alone. My hypothesis has always been that we are fully formed before the age of seven and that any subsequent change is iffy at best.
In gratitude, Rob
(This roadrunner shot was taken through my windshield the other day. He has lived around the corner from my ranch for several years. Saw him in my driveway yesterday afternoon.)