The search for more acreage continues. The kid and I drove out to the country this morning to check out a two-acre spot of land. The property listing didn’t mention anything about a creepy old abandoned house. We tried to go poking around inside, but the front porch was swarming with wasps.
If I can verify [...]
Exhibit A: Opened bag of peanuts.
Exhibit B: Mouse turds all over the frickin’ place.
No more duct tape. Everything’s up to code now. (I think.)
A little Lightnin’ Hopkins for the road.
resting on live wire
cicadas in trees
carpets of grasshoppers
eating every one she
pawing biting crunching —
I’ve grown accustomed to writing while standing, especially when working at the typewriter. At the cabin, the only place to do that is at the kitchen counter. Works out nicely. I’ve got a nice view of the small meadow outside the window.
Not pretty, but it’ll work.
Old school ping test: Mailed a letter to the mailbox I installed at the cabin yesterday. Let's see if it gets there.
— dolphin fart (@koogmo) July 1, 2012