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12:41 am Saturday 27 April 02

I'm past Kerrrville Texas now, chillin' with the youth and scorpions and bushes. I arrived just as they (youth) were arranged in a circle giving introductions. I dunno how long most others have been here.

Edward and I were laughing at the cover of one of the books on the table, which depicts an arctic wolf walking across the snow. I'm sure we'll see those all *over* the place!

I put some of the lemonade powder on a banana and offered it oh so innocently to Matt, who took a bite, and then was all, 'why is it citrusey?' Funny.

We has been trading scenes from Looney Toons cartoons starring Foghorn Leghorn and The Chicken Hawk. 'I'm a chicken hawk, and you're a chicken!'

'No no no, boy, I'm not, I say, I'm not a chicken, c'mon over here and I'll show you a chicken,' as Foghorn leads him over to the dog in doghouse. 'Now, there's a chicken for you....'

And the little brainy chicken character who folded a paper airplane that shot down the airplane Foghorn Leghorn made.

And the wolf who appended, 'man' to most of his conversations, trying to attract the attention of a dog, so he's got a cat shaped puppet on his hand, and is hiding behind the fence with the puppet over the fence. And he says, 'meow. meow. meow, man' and sticks his head up over the fence to say man. Hilarious!

As I type this, I have a memory that the cat puppet started chasing a mouse or something that the dog did to counteract the wolf trying to catch the dog with the cat puppet. I dunno.

Bedtime now.

7:25 pm Saturday 27-4-02

Today has been fantastic.

Before sleeping last night, I pulled my mattress off the bunk to the floor in the middle of the main room, beside Meg on her pink inflatable swimming pool floaty. I read more Grist For the Mill by Ram Dass until I fell asleep. The constant wind all night made this a wonderful place to sleep.

Grazed for breakfast - cereal, bagels, cream cheese, yogurt, etc. Then out to the cedar trees after a speech by Bill who basically said back 150 years ago this was grassland with occasional oak trees. Now it's choked with cedar after it was grazed by goats and such.

So we began to clear out some cedar, without harming the oaks. or if we did harm an oak, we immediately painted tar on the wound to keep beetles out. Some specific beetle carries a disease or something.

Piled a significant amount of cedar in rows to help stop erosion, then broke for lunch.

Grazed again, this time I had a suicide sandwich - mayo, turkey, lettuce, cheese, peanut butter, tomato. Erica and Joey decided it must be gross, but Joey tried a bite and enjoyed it. Yep.

Then back outside and we piled rocks in a gully to help slow down the water. Also cut some cedar, and I basically massacred a huge cedar tree, climbing into the tree way up high or way out on branches and cutting the end of the branches I was on. Interesting when the branch on which I was standing would spring up some when the weight of the end was removed. Nice dangerous fun for the afternoon.

Super thanks to Kathleen for being my helper during the day, and for Edward for telling me funny cartoon summaries while I was climbing all over the tree and we were the last two people out there.

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Tossed some frisbees around for a bit and then did a walking tour of the land for about an hour. Saw a couple of rabbits and a huge porcupine. There is a landing strip in the back of the property, cause the ex-ex owners had a plane and would fly in from Houston.

I would pay a few dollars to chill out here for the weekend.

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2:00 pm Sunday

Chillin' with Jack the Sac on YAC, Erica (oh my!), I Love Kate, and Mattboy at Joe's. We're in the corner booth where we hoped we would find the YRUUers from the church.

Didn't find them, but did find Annie/Jessica's mom, looking for Annie because she was supposed to be helping her mom pack their house so they can move today.

On the way into San An, I was listening to some preacher on 92.5fm, who was dissing other preachers who are on TV asking for money, those that say, 'the money you give to the church will be paid back to you multiple times.'

This preacher said explicitly, 'that's a lie. Right here [bible verse] it says that the money you give to the church will be stored in heaven, and will be paid back in the Second Coming.'

Interesting.

Oh, he also mentioned where he gave church service each Sunday. He gave the address and an apartment number. Yes, he did say 'apartment number ___' whatever the number was.'

He also said that joking is a sin. That being joyful was okay, but actually making jokes or joking around (especially being a stand up comedian) was a sin.

Wow.

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