Posting has been light for a few days and the trend will continue a bit longer. I’ve got to do a thing at a place for a purpose. I may elaborate later. Or maybe I won’t.
It is either something to do with:
1) Cloak and dagger stuff of top secret, the-fate-of-the-nation depends on the outcome
2) Firewood and it’s accumulation.
As far as I’m concerned the fate of the nation ought to depend on firewood accumulation.
Hopefully it doesn’t have anything to do with “Woodpile Report: A Rant And Some Rain“…
Wish you the best with whatever it may be.
1. I’m not tellin’.
An on-going serialized novella. Lesbian squirrel harness the power of Swedish disco to erase common sense. When drone strikes, trans-species raptors, and a racist bear all fail, two brilliant college dropouts in a Subaru are mankind’s last hope. We’re probably doomed.
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