Back from three days camping on the north end of Pike National Forest — filthy, unshaven, and relaxed as a zookeeper who accidentally shot himself with the elephant’s dose of painkillers.
Groovy.
Of course, now I’ve got to go watch four hours of Sunday morning chat shows and write up a TV segment about them. Which is about how the zookeeper feels upon waking up.
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