squeeze one out, just for old times sake.
wifey and child are leaving town for a while, i'm moving into my tent. i'm going to build a platform, fix the fence, chase down a beaver, and pump water uphill.
so i'll be offline for a while, back to visit, i'm sure, but this coming up is a preamble to my being more profoundly offline than i can remember. living on unimproved land, with no power, handpumped water etc.
yeah, not still not feelin it. that damn typewriter has spoiled blogging for me.
wifey and child are leaving town for a while, i'm moving into my tent. i'm going to build a platform, fix the fence, chase down a beaver, and pump water uphill.
so i'll be offline for a while, back to visit, i'm sure, but this coming up is a preamble to my being more profoundly offline than i can remember. living on unimproved land, with no power, handpumped water etc.
yeah, not still not feelin it. that damn typewriter has spoiled blogging for me.
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mrstitches:
You're right, I didn't. the devil made me to it. I didn't inhale. Et cetera, et cetera.
redheadedleague:
You should send typewrittten letters to everyone, made to look exactly like an email printout.
