Jeff and Carol are the proud grandparents of Grayson, born 11:30 PM, 14 August 2009!
That makes me a Great Uncle! But I always have been! =)
That makes me a Great Uncle! But I always have been! =)
Yeah... Right...
I'm pretty sure Jesus wouldn't have used improper grammar.
"You be?" Really? Are we in the ghetto?
And what's with the lack of proper punctuation? Think they ran out of money for their big sign?
If you're going to be a Bible thumper, shouldn't you at least do it with some class?
Being "right" is no excuse for being wrong!
And on the subject of Adultery.... I wonder... do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?
What an incredible creature!
Jay, of course...
Nick...
Doug...
Sam... at his new place in Carbondale, IL
and Robb and Greg, who I met at Bear Week in P-town...
After I checked out of the hotel, I went to stay with Robb and Greg for the rest of my stay in St. Louis. Their amazing home is one of the most beautiful houses I've had the pleasure of being a guest in on my journey. They have done most of the remodeling and renovations themselves.
And this is the "Cowboy" room that I stayed in...
You can't see in the photo, but the wall paint is like leather and the ceiling sparkles like stars at night that are "big and bright, deep in the heart of Texas." How appropriate for me!
On Friday, I took a nice long walk through Forrest Park:
On Friday, I took a nice long walk through Forrest Park:
As I walked along, I saw this curious sign...
...as if "Restrooms" was code for something else... and this is what I saw inside!
Looks like it DID mean something else... but I never knew the park service actually made special signs for it!
How bizarre!
I always love visiting St. Louis, and this time was no different!
And apparently there is only ONE WAY to do it!
On Tuesday, Jay and I went to the City Museum. It is like no other museum I've ever been to. In fact, it's not really a museum at all. It's more like a fun park with slides and mazes and lots of other fun stuff!
"Even if we could build a 'perfect' man from scratch, he would still have flaws. You must embrace this fact if you wish to stay sane."
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing... but burn, burn, burn like yellow Roman candles, exploding like spiders across stars..." -Jack Kerouac, On The Road
"2 Corndogs coming right up, mister!"
"Swami Joe Bob, 40% Accuracy - Not currently under indictment in Missouri"
A room full of specimens from bugs to butterflies to birds...
A Pigeon nest found on the roof...
Decorative tiles and doorknobs...
A thrift store...
You better Keep Out of their fridge...
Shoney's Big Boy...
And a little HOPE for all...
Our first stop Friday afternoon was to see the Matchstick Marvels in Gladbrook, IA, amazingly intricate sculptures created by Iowa native Patrick Acton using matchsticks!
Here are some of the models we saw:
The USS Iowa Battleship - 137,000 Matchsticks:
American Bald Eagle - 15,000 Matchsticks:
SR-71 Blackbird Fighter Jet - 17,000 Matchsticks:
P-51 Mustang Fighter Plane - 15,000 Matchsticks:
The Wright Flyer - 10,000 Matchsticks
Christopher Columbus' Santa Maria - 27,000 Matchsticks
Crooked House - 300,000 Matchsticks:
The Space Shuttle Challenger - 200,000 Matchsticks:
The U.S. Capitol Building - 478,000 Matchsticks:
And his most recent project, yet to be completed:
Minas Tirith, the City of Kings from the Lord of the Rings - 420,000 Matchsticks to date:
After the matchstick museum, we went back to the farm where Rex's mother had lunch prepared, all fresh veggies from their garden - corn, tomatoes, cucumbers... yummmm. The next adventure Rex had planned was going to an authentic Native American Pow Wow. The main ceremony consisted of drummers and singer surrounded by dancer in vivid traditional costumes.
Rex surprised me by booking a room at a nice hotel in downtown Des Moines, so I could get a taste of city life as well as the country. It was pretty late when we checked in, so we just hung out in the room and turned in early so we could be rested for the long saturday he had planned for us.
Saturday morning, we went to the Des Moines farmer's market, which was, to my surprise, one of the nicest markets in the country, consistently rated in the top 5.
A few interesting thing I saw there:
Exotic Mushrooms:
Uncle Wendell's BBQ: OK... read the sign... "Suck Off the Bone"
Uh huh... and it has a happy piggy face over flames... MMM... HOT PIG!!! OINK!
And... not really part of the market, but...
Fong's Pizza? Really? Chinese Pizza?
And look... a book about a bear triad....
After the market we went to some really fun shops: an artisan home ware store, a gay card shop, an antique gallery and a flea market - those mid-westerners love their junk...
rows ...
and rows...
and rows of it!
Wow! I don't think they ever throw anything away - just like my mom - she keeps EVERYTHING.
At least it's not all sitting in a landfill somewhere polluting the planet!
I shouldn't be mean... I've actually found some pretty cool stuff at flea markets and thrift stores.
For the evening, Rex and I went to a wine tasting and hot air ballon festival. The wine tasting featured 15 wineries and you got to taste a wine from each. The balloons weren't flying due to high winds, but it was still a fun evening and the fireworks show was beautiful!
The grape crushing contest:
Rex:
I loved this wine label:
Even though the balloons didn't fly, they inflated one on the ground:
The fireworks show was really spectacular!
We ended the night by going out to some bars in downtown Des Moines. There was a huge street party going on and it was CRAZEEE!!!
There was karaoke at one bar so I sang a song. There was one drunk-ass bitch who kept almost falling down. This really sweet black girl came up to us and said, "Why are the hot hairy men always gay?" What fun!
Sunday was a bit more laid back. Rex took me to a gay nude camp out by the river. We got come cheese, crackers and fruit - the kind you eat - and had a naked picnic! I started reading "Buddhism: Plain and Simple" while I laid on a blanket in the sun.
We drove back to the farm where Rex let me drive the old John Deere tractor just before the clouds let loose a huge rain storm. Before I got too wet, we said goodbye and I was on my way down the road again!
Rex, Thank you so much for an amazing visit to Iowa. I never knew it could be so much fun. Just goes to show, it's who you know!
The indoor garden featured trees and plants from around the world.
Neem Tree - India
"Often called the 'village pharmacy,' this tree is used in hundreds of products, including toothpaste and shampoo. Neem oil is an environmentally safe insecticide."
Arabian (Arabica) Coffee - Ethiopia and Sudan
Black Pepper - India and Malaysia
"Spices could be used to pay fines and mortgages and to buy land or pay taxes."
Brush Cherry - Australia
Brush Cherry - Australia
Blood Banana - Southeast Asia and North Queensland
Cacao - Central and South America
"Food of the Gods - Seeds from the cacao pod are used to make chocolate. The seeds were so valuable to Aztecs that they were used as money."
Allspice - Tropical Americas
"Allspice has the taste and aroma of clove, cinnamon and nutmeg in one plant!"
Tamarind - "The Tree of Life" - India
"Flowers: honey and salads. Leaves: browse for animals, slikworm fodder, soup. Fruit Pulp: juice, Lemur and Bat food, sauces and candy. Wood: furniture, charcoal, tools. Medicine: cardiac, fever reducer, indigestion. Seeds: fabric sizing, varnish, flour."
Sugar Cane - Tropical Southeast Asia and South America
"Some of this plant's useful byproducts include molasses and bagasse - a source of alternative fuel."
Manila Hemp, Fiberous Banana - Philippines
"The leaf from the Manila hemp is used to make rope"
The Japanese Garden is a design of diligent detail, each stone precisely placed, each tree and shrub meticulously manicured, creating balanced energy and making it esthetically pleasing.
There was a profusion of banzai trees.
Left to right: Hinoki Cypress, 55 yrs; Japanese Garden Juniper, 27 yrs; Chinese Juniper, 20 yrs.
Left to right: Hinoki Cypress, 55 yrs; Japanese Garden Juniper, 27 yrs; Chinese Juniper, 20 yrs.
Near the garden, in the park, there was a zoo.
There were gorillas: "Zoo Visitors: Be aware of flying objects! We throw grass and dirt to let you know this is our territory. -The Gorillas"
Seals:
American Bison:
African Lions: "Lions are the only truly social cats. They live in families called prides."
Leopards:
Reindeer:
Giraffe:
Giraffe:
and Zebra:
After the gardens and the zoo, Steven took me to the quaint river village of Stillwater. It was a quintessential Midwest town with old brick buildings housing cafes, bars, antique galleries, junk shops and even a candy shop that had more flavors of saltwater taffy than I have seen anywhere in all my travels.
Downtown Stillwater:
The Waterfront:
The Waterfront:
The Thrift Store - Something for everyone: row after row, shelf after shelf and multiple levels of needless junk.
Everything from creepy lady heads to a deer head:
An old "Snoopy and Woodstock" phone for me, which I didn't buy - not like I have anywhere to plug it in!
A crucifix for the preacher:
Being a Unitarian minister, Steven left Christ on the cross back at the junk shop.
Unitarian Universalist Joke - "On the east coast, Jesus is optional. In the midwest, God is optional. On the west coast, clothing is optional."
Upon our return to from Stillwater, Steven took me to the Walker, Minneapolis' Modern and contemporary art museum. The structure itself is a work of architectural art.
This is the view from the top floor:
Before I was informed that photography was not allowed, I captured images of two paintings by Mark Rothko who is one of my most-loved artists. Although his style has often been imitated, it is never reproduced. His use of color is simultaneously brilliant and muted, captivating the eye without being officious. His delicately precise brush strokes create a soft, yet bold canvas that is never harsh or clumsy, drawing the viewer in, giving a sense of warmth you would expect from a cashmere blanket. His sense of balance between color, hue and texture induce subtle nuances that only exist in a Rothko.
Later that evening, Steven treated me to dinner at French Meadow, the most wonderful bakery and restaurant.
Steven, thanks for inviting me to be your guest in Minneapolis. You helped me see your city in a truly special way.
This is the famous Spoonbridge and Cherry:
There was a section of the garden with granite benches in a square. Each bench has an unusual quote on it:
Quotes such as:
"After dark it is a relief to see a girl walking toward or behind you. Then you much less likely to be assaulted."
"Even with your eyes closed you can see someone approaching. His shadow shows on the inside of your eyelids."
"More people will be building hiding places in their homes - small places that are undetectable except by sophisticated devices."
"If things were a little different, you would digest yourself through a cut in your mouth. It's good to know there are provisions against this."
"There are places that are sacred and the skin is pulled around, like the navel or the head of the penis, that leave you thinking that the body is fragile."
"What a shock when they tell you that it won't hurt and you almost turn inside out when they begin."
"the smallest thing can make somebody sexually unappealing. A misplaced mole or a particular hair pattern can do it. There's no reason for this, but it's just as well."
To see all of them, go to this Photo Gallery ----> Sculpture Garden Benches
The collections include everything from ancient to contemporary art - African, Oceanic, Native American, Asian, European, American - painting, sculpture, textiles, prints, drawings, photos - you name it they have it. And not just just any old art work - pieces by masters such as John Singer Sargent, Henri Matisse, Joan Miro, Marc Chagall, Alberto Giacometti, Rene Magritte, Salvador Dali and Frank Lloyd Wright. And not just one or two, but multiple pieces by each artist. I was impressed and amazed. I was in art heaven.
Bill, who I mentioned before - the man who went to the sculpture garden and mall with me - told me the reason Minneapolis has such a wealth of art is that, in the late 1800's and early 1900's, in order to be accepted in high society, it was obligatory for persons of wealth to support the arts. While the mill barons made their fortunes, the wives would go off to Europe and acquire works of art, many of which were donated to the city.
Here are some of the things that caught my eye:
There was an exhibit called Unspoken Messages: The Art of Necklace.
"A well-chosen piece of jewelry says a great deal about the wearer. Usually intended as ornament, jewelry is made of materials considered appealing or precious, a judgment that may vary widely from on time period and culture to another. Artistry in both design and workmanship contributes to the intrinsic value of beautiful objects of wearable wealth. For thousands of years, fine jewelry has been a marker of prosperity and status, demonstrating that the owner has the social position and resources required to possess such items. Jewelry also serves to communicate spiritual beliefs - as a symbol for personal use or a gift of a deity.
Necklaces are often the largest, richest and most complex forms of personal adornment. Worn prominently around the neck and over the heart, they allow the artist broad scope for creative expression. Beyond their visual appeal, necklaces convey messages about taste, spirituality, power and value. Fashions change, but a well-made necklace of the best materials is always an object of admiration. The works selected for this exhibition illustrate the beauty, artistry and significance of necklaces." - MIA
The incomparable May West adorned in diamond and platinum jewelry:
Moroccan Necklace, Ida ou Semlal, 20th Century
Silver, amber, glass, stone, fiber
"The nomadic Ida ou Semlal people of Morocco, part of the larger Berber cultural group, wore their wealth on their bodies. Jewelry is portable, an advantage when life is spent on the move, and various component can be used in place of cash as needed. The many coin-like silver beads adorning this necklace would have been valuable either on their own or melted down. The large round amber beads are also precious. Traded from as far away as the Baltic and believed to have medicinal properties in addition to material worth, amber was highly prized and often worn with other beads."
Lorgnette and Chain, Tiffany & Co., 19th Century
Platinum, diamonds and glass
"A masterpiece of restraint, this lorgnette and chain made by Tiffany & Co. conveys the owner's wealth and status through subtle details and delicate workmanship. The small stones gracefully distributed along the chain and on the stem of the glasses are diamond. the metal is platinum - even rarer and more valuable in the 19th century than it is now."
Photograph of Cosette Vogel, Edward Steichen, 20th Century
Gelatin silver print
"Cosette Vogel was the first editor of French Vogue and very much part of the fashion scene in the early 20th century. Steichen's portrait shows a woman confident in her appearance, who selected each element of her outfit to create a studied effect. The necklace, with its large pendant, ties the entire look together."
Ceramic Pillows, Chinese, circa 960-1368 AD
These were pretty amazing to me because I had never seen anything like them. In fact, I had never even heard of ceramic pillows. Did they not know about feathers?
"Of the many ceramic products of the Tz'u-chou kilns, pillows are among the most varied and intriguing. Created in a variety of shapes and decorative techniques, some ceramic pillows were made exclusively for use in the tomb while others were produced for the living. All Tz'u-chou-type wares use a white slip (a mixture of clay and water) to cover the course clay body providing it a smooth, white surface suitable for a variety of decorative techniques. Painted decor was achieved with the application of iron-rich brown and black slip against this white ground. Sgraffito, the incising and carving of the outer slip to reveal the ground of different color, was used alone or with various inlay techniques and a limited number of colored glazes to create polychrome effects. Made for popular consumption throughout the Sung, Chin and Yuan dynasties, most Tz'u-chou pillows make use of some type of black and white decoration."
The Wu Family Reception Hall, China, late Ming Dynasty, Early 17th Century
Wood, Ceramic, Tile, Plaster, Lacquer, Stone
"This three-bay reception hall was originally part of a traditional Suchou style courtyard house located in the east Tung-t'ing district near the present town of Tung-shan. Built in the early 17th century by the Wu Family, it served as the main ceremonial hall (ta chung tang) of a traditional upper-class home. It was a public space where elders carried out rituals, honoring their ancestors, received guests, entertained family and friends and celebrated family events like birthdays, anniversaries and weddings. As the most important room in a confucian household, it was set with grand examples of furniture, hung with calligraphic panels declaring Confucian values and decorated with fine art objects to express the social status and wealth of the family as ell as its cultural refinement and artistic taste. The first original hall to enter an American collection, the room serves as an exhibition gallery for classical furniture featuring alternating installations for receptions and ancestor worship."
Cheat's Handkerchief, Chinese
"Written in remarkably tiny script on both sides, this silk kerchief contains nearly 10,000 characters comprising verse from classical Chinese literature. It was hidden in the sleeve and used as a crib=sheet by an unscrupulous scholar while taking his all-important government exams."
Yamantaka Mandala, Tibetan, Monks of the Gyuto Tantric University, 1991
Colored silicate and adhesive on wood
" A mandala, or circle, is a representation of the Buddhist universe. These cosmograms represent in symbolic color, line and geometric forms, all realms of existence and are used in Tantric meditation and initiation rites. The creation of a Mandala, considered a consecrated area, is believed to benefit all beings."
Snuff Bottles, Chinese,
Tatra T87 Sedan, Manufactured 1948, Czechoslovakia
Designed in 1936 by Hans Ledwinka, Austrian 1878 - 1967
The Poet with the Birds, Marc Chagall, 1911
Oil on Canvas
Head of a Woman, Joan Miro, 1938
Oil on Canvas
The Promenades of Euclid, Rene Magritte, 1955
Oil on Canvas
Hunan Soldier, Zhang Huan, 2007
Ash on Linen
This piece was captivating, not solely for the content, but rather the content combined with the medium, ashes on Linen. Huan's use of varying shades of ash make this portrait feel almost photographic while giving it a thick, deep texture.
"Once famous for his acts of physical endurance under extreme conditions, Zhang Huan has recently returned to making more conventional art objects. His portrait of a young recruit in Mao's Red Army exemplifies this return to tradition art forms and genres. Resonant in both Asian and Western cultures of cremation, the ash in the painting infuses his portrait with a haunting sense of devotional and spiritual power."
Frank, Chuck Close, 1969
Acrylic on Canvas
"The model for this painting was not Frank himself but rather an 8 x 10 inch photograph of him. In the 1960's, Chuck Close photographed his subjects and then meticulously copied the photographic images, in paint, onto large canvases. With this painstaking technique, he preserved the objectivity of photography. Close also simulated the way the camera, like the human eye, focuses on one area at a time, leaving other areas blurred. By these means, he directed our attention to some intriguing aspects of visual perception.
A work of such grand scale - typical of American painting after 1950 - in unsettling, particularly when it features a colossal human head. 'The large scale,' Close explained, 'forces the viewer to read the surface of the painting differently... to look at it piece by piece." The details, then, can be perceived either as facial pores and hairs or as an abstract pattern of black, gray and white."
Veiled Lady, Raffaelo Monti, 1860
Marble
Beside the Sea, Edgar Degas, 1869
Pastel on tan paper
"In 1869, Degas made a series of pastel drawings near Houlgate, a small seaside resort town in Normandy. Though extremely spare in conception, many of the drawings included detail sufficient to determine the precise locations where Degas worked. In the regard, Beside the Sea is particularly challenging for it is apparently devoid of specifically identifiable landmarks. Instead of trees, rocks and other usual vocabulary of landscape, Degas offers a scattering of barely indicated beach walkers to suggest scale and perspective."
Model of the Francis W. Little House, Frank Lloyd Wright, 1912 - 1914
Maple, Maple Veneer, Plexiglas, Nylon Screen
"This model illustrates in three dimensions both the complexity of Wrights' design and it's complete engagement with the site. (Wright always favored a building into a hill rather than on top of it.) The Main approach to the Francis W. Little house was on the inland side. The hallway on view in the gallery was situated on the Lake Minnetonka side. An adjoining hallway with small square windows connected in to the master bedroom on the far right end of the house. At the opposite end was the large living and music pavilion (now at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York)
Note: All quotes in this posting are from MIA info cards.
While I was in Oshkosh, a man named Steven contacted me on Bear411 and invited to to spend a few days at his house if I wanted to visit Minneapolis. So, I did! I arrived at his house in the evening, parking the Beast and the camper across the street out front. He welcomed me and showed me to the guest room. I changed my clothes and we went out for the evening. Steven treated me to sushi! I had a spicy tuna roll, unagi (freshwater ell, usually served seared with a japanese barbeque sauce) and hamachi (young yellowtail, a type of amberjack, similar to tuna). Steven isn't a sushi eater, so he had teriyaki steak.
On Wednesday morning, Steven dropped me off at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, which was a big surprise for me. It rivaled collections of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. More on that later in a separate post.
After the Museum, I walked through Morris Park to a Starbuck's to check my messages and have a coffee and whole grain bagel. While I was on Bear411, I chatted with a man named Bill who also lost his weimaraner. I had planned to walk down to Loring Park for the rest of the afternoon. Bill lives close and decided to meet me there. Loring Park is just across the street from The Walker Art Center and the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden. We traversed the pedestrian bridge to the sculpture garden, which I will write about in it's own journal entry.
From the garden, Bill drove me to the infamous Mall of America. Yeah, I know... tourist trap. But I had heard about it my entire life and wasn't about to miss it! I'm usually a hippie nomadic mountain man, but I like being a tourist in the city from time to time. Bill and I were on a mission to ride a roller coaster! But, finding out how to get a ticket to ride just one ride was harder than you'd think. We went to the automated kiosk and the only options were for multi-ride or all-day passes. After wondering around for about 15 minutes and asking several employees, we finally found a ticket office and were able to buy tickets for the two coasters we wanted to ride. WOW. I hadn't been on a roller coaster in years. It was fun. The first one was very tame and went around the entire parka nice relaxing ride with a few ups and downs, like most of my journey. The second one was crazy. The first drop went straight down and into two loops and a cork-screw! Whew! It was over in about 30 seconds. I preferred the first one, and I know Bill did. I think the second one gave him a concussion!
This is what the park looks like:
After riding the coasters we called Steven to see if he wanted to join us for dinner, then we headed back to the car... in the west parking garage... or was it the west? Hmmmmm... After finding the car we headed back downtown to meet Steven for dinner. We went to an awesome place called The Birchwood Cafe that serves mainly vegetarian cuisine. We had sangria with dinner and sat outside on the patio. The weather was perfect and it was a lovely evening.
To be continued...
When I got to Oshkosk, Sam gave me instructions on where to go and met me outside the gate with a parking pass, a big smile and a kiss. We drove to a concrete pad and parked my Jeep and camper where it would stay for the duration. It was just down a little hill from his coach. The airport grounds had been turned into a giant campground! It was incredible to see! There were about 500,000 people camping out in tents, multi-million dollar motor coaches and everything imaginable in between. What is the EAA AirVenture Fly-in? The EAA is the Experimental Aircraft Association - or a club for people, like Sam, who build and fly their own planes, or at least have a love for home-built aircraft. AirVenture is the annual gathering of these aircraft lovers and it's called a "fly-in" because many of them actually fly in from other places to attend the event. Obviously, many more drive in than actually fly, but it would sounds pretty silly if they called it a "drive-in." So, you get the idea - a convention of sorts geared towards aircraft for aircraft lovers. It's kind of a mix of a campout, a fair, a craft & trade expo and an air show. In addition to the 500,000 or so people who were camping out on the grounds, another 500,000 plus came throughout the week, making this the world's largest aircraft event with over a million visitors!
The original and new entry pavilions:
All of the aircraft on display were not home-built or experimental. Many of them were military, commercial and private executive jets. The Airbus 380, the world's largest commercial airliner was on display along with Virgin's new Spaceship Two (Click for more info) and several military transports.
Airbus 380: Massive people mover with huge Rolls-Royce jet engines:
Airbus 380: Massive people mover with huge Rolls-Royce jet engines:
Virgin Atlantic's Spaceship Two:
Military Aircraft:
Ironically, Under the Airbus 380, the world's SMALLEST aircraft was displayed:
And if that wasn't ironic enough for you, how about this - this generator has a warning: "CAUTION! Hazardous Noise Area. May Cause Hearing Loss. Hearing Protection Required." This generator was 10 feet from the line to tour the Airbus 380...
As we entered the Airbus 380, every 10th person had to wear a tag so they could keep track of how many people visited. I was lucky number 10.
This is inside one of the main trade expo buildings:
Sam and I, and his daughter Kim visited the Sea Plane Base. It was one of the best parts of the week.
As cool as all the aircraft stuff is, I think the real reason all the hundreds of thousands of people show is... for the PARTY!
The campfires, the beer tent, the "swine-fest," the costume party, the karaoke, the camaraderie... the FUN!
The AirVenture was definitely an adventure and lots of fun - the best part, of course, was spending time with Sam and getting to visit with Kim for a few days. I love you, Sam. Thanks for inviting me and making me feel welcome at the fly-in.
This is sites 49 & 50 where Sam and I were parked for so long. Doesn't look right without us, but it's time for change.
Goodbye Campit! Thanks for all the memories!
I say FUCK THE NORM, FUCK BEING PART OF THE HERD, FUCK THE RU
I'm not saying that national security isn't important or that we should have open borders or that there aren't crazy mother fuckers out there that need to be detained... but come on... seriously... random detainment based on some kind of social profiling? Why am I treated with utmost respect and courtesy by the Canadians, yet treated like prison scum by my own country. THAT'S FUCKED UP!
When they finally let me go about 9:00 PM, I was emotionally, mentally and physically exhausted. No water, no food, no warmth - it was fuckin COLD in that building and they denied me even wearing my hoodie! I called my friend Mark who lives in Detroit to explain why I was nearly 3 hours late and why he hadn't heard from me. By the time I arrived at his home, I was so drained all I wanted to do was go to bed. He made me a snack and I went to sleep. Thanks for the hospitality, Mark!
They are the colors of the Bear Flag.
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