No... but thanks Cory. You're absolutely right. I'm learning little tricks over time. I did pretty good today if I don't say so myself. I befriended a guy from Cincinnati years ago named Dan Newell who is simply the second coolest man (after Christ) who has ever been borne. I'm always trying to imitate his inimitable style. For one thing, his voice was really stinkin low, and I can never quite nail it.
Anyway, the guy was just so very, uhhh.... non-reactionary. I had an eye doctor tell me one time (true story)... "You know what the problem with our entire culture is, Jed?" Me: No... What? Him: (Can't remember his last name, but his first name was Thomas) "Inflammation." Me: Inflammation? Thomas: "Yeah... We're just all so overly reactionary. You know what my favorite drug is in my practice?" Me: "No... What?" Thomas: "It's a steroid." Me: "Oh yeah?" Thomas: "Yeah. People come in here with all kinds of conditions, and, you know... they've just been itching and rubbing at their poor eyes till they are just fighting red and all inflamed and irritated, and they think that they have this terrible problem, and you know what I do?" Me: "What?" Thomas: "I take out this little DROPPER... and I put about two drops of this steroid in their eyes, and... (here Dr. Thomas made a weird expanding gesture with his hands and a noise with his mouth that sounded like 'BHUAAAaaaaa'...) all of the problem, is just........ Completely gone."
In the first picture we have a very short, squat, fat little pig of a Big Leaf Maple growing on a 45 degree hill with three (I'm not kiddn ya.) hurricane fences on the bottom of it. The second pic... the last fat little chunk we lugged up the hill with our knuckle-boom. One last pic of the stump for good measure.
Rich: That sucks, man.