lib does dallas

I do enjoy motorcycle trips. Maybe it's the riding; perhaps the solitude, could be the inevitably scheduled visits with old friends. I think it's all three. When I mounted the steed this morning in Central Arkansas, the temperature outside my garage was 27 F. That's -2.7 for you Celsius people. At 70 mph that comes... Continue Reading →

tongues & tribes (africa4)

The Tuesday morning sunbeams illuminated a dusty street pressed by foot traffic mostly, with inhabitants going to and fro to gather the morning news and breakfast. I had eggs scrambled with jalapenos and tomatoes, with an orange drink, before I was picked up in a blue bajaj to roll through the bumpy streets to attend... Continue Reading →

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