went to a jonsi with mathew-laura and holly. i love my friends. the last song of the evening started so mice-feet quiet and ended with jonsi dressed in a bird costume trance dancing with a complete craze of loud noise coming from the state. 'they went even further than sigur ros has ever gone.' we saw tim of ralph's green house and that one guitar man from tierra nueva.
email rrufus at yahoo.com and ask to be on his weather list service
talked with don (gentleman leasing land to my north for conventional hay) and bought some of his beef. remind me to give you the beef when you are visiting my home. don and his family talked about their hurt from various sources (and within?) when they were asked to stop allowing their cattle drink from the stream that cuts through their property. they were so warm and kind. gave me a huge aluminum can of cheap beer, took me on a half hour tour of his 40 acres... this family is handy and clean. they offered to give me a little pony, 'we will deliver it', but we then decided it would hurt little children. they offered to sell me their 40 acres saying the epa water hoopla was a bitch. (so i decided to give them something i didn't like as well... !) but overall it was such a gift to be in their toothless presence. we are (s)aint as marylin manson points out. which is the beginning of healing!
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