Holed up in a secret location in the Rockies with plenty of beer, botanicals, beef jerky, and a little bit of ammo for when the economy crashes. Currently accepting applications for a babe to add to that list of b's. Also adding to the list:born and raised on the hard streets of Bridgewater, NY...Mohawk Valley/CNY represent.
Spent some time in beautiful Albany, as well as the putrid streets of nearby Troy, and before that a year in Oswego, supposedly with the most bars per capita of any city, and the 2nd most beautiful sunset, or so I was told. Sandwiched in between there was a year in Herkimer, NY.
Broke up my time in the Rockies with some time in Kailua/Kaneohe on Oahu, like living in a different country, in a good way. Oddly, more people spoke English there than do here(uh oh, I sense people wanting to call me an ACC fan or something just for being honest
). Helped proctor tests for TSA applicants there, and was interesting to see one of the widest variety of folks one could imagine. Contemplating going back, or to somewhere else coastal, maybe near DNABB, maybe we could drink together if he could accept my lighter bodied beer that doesnt taste like a meal. Always will have
315 in my heart. (picture one fist lightly tapping the chest as a show of respect to the beauty of upstate, NY).
