Thursday was a day spent out in the Mojave Holy Land. That would be over by the Valley of Fire. Every so often we head on out to the Holy Land to walk in silence and bless the peaceful tranquil atmosphere that IS Valley of Fire. We didn't venture into the Park, we didn't need to. Just being in proximity is enough. Our dog knows where we are at and she acts like a pup running in circles and sniffing the brush and chasing lizards. The lizards are to fast for our dog to catch. On rare occasions she can find a recently passed on lizard and she has enough sense to leave the deceased lizard alone. I frown on our dog eating dead lizards. Emme, that's our dog, gets plenty to eat so she really doesn't need be chowing up dead lizards.
So peaceful and absolutely no gad dang news about aging presidents, criminal presidents, war, political bullshit, and all that ancillary crap-o-la that is our postmodern maelstrom of existence. Now we segue over to our Friday machine art. Three day weekend starts on Saturday so get outside and shut all the peripheral nonsense ... out.
bombing -
portal -
tide -
paradise -
band -
slice -
it seems to me that the movers and shakers that are currently mucking up our world ... should lay down their preconceptions and think about regular people. for goddamn once. 😐
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