More than two weeks since I have had access to a computer and crimes of passion---but the other three of the "five C's" were well taken care of. Most of the packed food weight was coffee and chocolate and it rained for most of the time camping in the field. I spent far more days away than I had planned and ran out of food for the last five---except for the cocoa powder and coffee Very energized. I've never understood fasting for no reason--if food is available, I'm there! But there is good logic to fasting when there is no food. Don't get me wrong, had I run out of coffee and chocolate you'd have found me blocking traffic on the pass.
The last days were incredibly windy and mostly I just wrote in my field journal and listened to the nylon flappida-flappida-flappida of my rain fly. Sleep cycle favored sleep followed by naps.
Hunger finally got the better of me and I'm supposed to present a seminar next week, so I thought I'd better return to "civilization". You'd think I would have used my writing time productively and written up notes for my seminar. And, if you think that, you don't know me very well. Mostly, I just continued the saga of my field observations as a stream of consciousness narrative like some insane Darwin undergoing psychotherapy---with a few song lyrics thrown in at random.
The last days were incredibly windy and mostly I just wrote in my field journal and listened to the nylon flappida-flappida-flappida of my rain fly. Sleep cycle favored sleep followed by naps.
Hunger finally got the better of me and I'm supposed to present a seminar next week, so I thought I'd better return to "civilization". You'd think I would have used my writing time productively and written up notes for my seminar. And, if you think that, you don't know me very well. Mostly, I just continued the saga of my field observations as a stream of consciousness narrative like some insane Darwin undergoing psychotherapy---with a few song lyrics thrown in at random.
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Okay, lets see...the boy broke his face like six years ago, so dont worry. But thank you so much for the thoughtfullness! <---is that a word?
He broke his face mountain biking, sans helmet. On the motorcycle I wear a full face helmet, leather jacket, and jeans, and also I like to pretend magic gnomes cast magic spells around my not so magic and vulnerable body. 100% of riders go down. I prefer not to think about it, and just make sure Im the best prepared for when it happens.
rantrantrant. I think the wine went str8 to my head.
The comix - yes I am the subject, alas Im not the artist. I am bubbling with creativity and passion, yet was blessed with NO ARTISTIC ABILITY!!! So I make my brain my canvas, and fill it with science. Im sure you understand.
Tonight I discovered Shiraz...highly underrated...