Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Afraid of Wood?

Short Jaunt for breakfast.

Hike out to Petrified woods.

... really really scared wood. what kind of sick society are we that we enjoy looking at a plant based substance in such immobilizing suffering? Those parks should be closed down, gated, and all eligible wood transplanted to happy appreciative homes across America. The petrified wood demoralization ends here!

and if we hadn't already bought several pounds of it in Utah ... along with Septarian and Picasso Stone .... and other nick nacks ... yeah .... there's no more room anywhere in the SUV.

I'm sitting with my camera, computer, maps, food, and miscellaneous bits in side pockets, Thule is crammed full, and we can't see out the rear window at all.

full.

"Santa Fe, are you there? I'm alone but I'm not lonely." 5 pts for the reference anyone?

Campground is 8 miles outside of the city, but quiet and only $10 a night! as per our usual, close to the bathroom, nice and flat, and in a recurring recent pattern - on gravel. yay. at least the mattress only deflates once a night ...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Of course you know _I_ get the reference.

Anonymous said...

(For a dreamer night's the only time of day.)

Cailyn said...

Where the city's finally sleeping...and my thoughts begin to stray...and I'm on a train that's bound for...Santa Fe..........