Another day of fantastic weather here. I got my 60 year old ass over that fence and down the hill to the shore to one of the many spots that is really trashed up. Fishing bobbers, hooks, flip flops and a page from Key West and Cuba (Random House 1984). "Ernest was never very content with life unless he had a spiritual kid brother nearby". More water bottles today than liquor bottles. Why do we buy bottled water (Nestle) from drought stricken California, ship it to Minnesota retailers so we can avoid drinking our own perfectly good tap water?
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