gibblesthechimp

I once worked in Alaska at a fish cannery for the summer. I went up there with 3 other people from Richmond, VA. One of them was a close friend. He went crazy up there. One was a close acquaintance who had been before, and was our guide of sorts. His big toe and part of his left foot were cut off. The last guy I barely knew before we left, and lost touch with immediately after he left Alaska. He's doing well last I heard. I came out of the experience with a son.
It was a long wierd trip.

Maybe I'll write stories from that trip. But that is gonna need a real editor and not this window.

Looking forward to a good weekend of napping and motorcycle maintenance. Life is good right now.
Is it still okay to enjoy sad songs if you are feeling good? I think it is.