11/06/2016: Elk herd, sunset, cheese pizza and an extra hour of sleep.
11/07/2016: The caffeine headache came for me in the early afternoon and I, musing on, “What is a man but a trunk-full of addictions?”, fought back with a coffee run.
11/08/2016: Staggering out of the hot room this morning after my yoga practice, and two of my fellows were engaged in that special brand of ignorant, meat-headed, shoot-them-all-and-carry-a-shovel anti-wolf rhetoric that makes me seethe with rage more than few other things do, forcing me to haul ass out of there lest I suggest they go fuck themselves, making profane a space I had, until today at least, held somewhat sacred from my general tendency toward misanthropy.
11/09/2016: And millions of smug “I’m the smartest person in the room” shitheels are scratching their heads this morning and wondering how what just happened actually happened.
11/10/2016: Happy birthday, Dad, I wish you could have seen this.
11/11/2016: “We don’t need you.”
11/12/2016: My feet itch to catch up to my wandering mind.