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I’ve been off-planet for a while but finally just got back to the mountains. I was beginning to believe that the whole universe had over-doped on testosterone. So, to get a reality check, I punch in my favorite BB where I find nothing but burnt ground and ashes. What and the Hell gives? If you guys implode, what will I do then? Who’s going to take care of me when another tropical low blows in and I’m trying to remember what someone here said about anchoring. Was it one anchor or two or reading Matthews in a fetal position? Regardless, I just came back from a small eastern province where I had the misfortune of being mistaken for an American. That could be because I was given a lift to the airport in an SUV with embassy plates. When what seemed like ten thousand people blocked the car and begin spitting at the windows, my mind wonder back to sunny Mexico. Question is-do I need to pass myself off as a dutchlander when we return to San Carlos or has the testosterone epidemic yet to reach there? It’s going to tough as my German is worse than my Spanish.
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