Puncture wounds and the simple life.I quit the scanning job. C'est la pomme de terre. Aspiring to be a program assistant for the Farm Service Agency, glorified clericalism for a cause. In addition, I am back to the nerdy profession of selling used books, thanks to the warm graces of the Presque Isle Salvation Army. See pic.
Yes, that's "The Anita Bryant Story." Anything to take money away from fundamentalist/militant Christianity and put it toward energy-efficient housing...or running through a corn maze. I have no shame. I cried while watching Canadian geese fly at dusk. I think this means I'm really happy and what not. My mother is using organic beef broth. Nice. I got drunk at a place called "Thumper's." Twice. I'm reading a book entitled "Pine, Potatoes, and People."
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P.S. - There's more pine and potatoes here than people though.