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None but the brave enter. None but the soul searching for independence enter. None but the hearty, faithful, and patient enter. None but the unswerving, mettlesome, insane, nutty, overbold, and, yes, even the impetuous enter. The roads and freeways are clogged with these emboldened and encouraged souls entombed in air conditioning and swirling (depending on… Continue reading A title did not come to mind

Mrs Williamsonvich notices Maxwell's new look, "Spiked hair Maxwell, are you reverting back to yesteryear already you're only 58 years old." "I'm fit as a fiddle the hair was part of an elaborate disguise as I Maxwell Kard, Kard with a 'K' not a 'C,' just cracked The Spiked Hair caper.  Let me tell you… Continue reading Yet another merit badge

Mrs. Williamsonvich:  "Maxwell, you seem very pleased vut gives?" Max brushing hands together: "Well Mrs. Williamsonvich would you believe I actually solved a case?" Mrs. Williamsonvich hands splapping her cheeks:  "No, really vhich one?  The case of the broken arrow?" Max:  "Nope" Mrs. Williamsonvich:  "The case of the clogged toilet?" Max bewildered:  "Are you having… Continue reading Hail to the Victor!

745am,febrary 25, 2017. bend, oregon outside temperature 24 degrees fahrenheit the car interior cccooolllddd. the past week and one half on merchandising assignments and now heading to home, sweet home.  bend is in central oregon flanked on the west by the cascade mountains and on the east by sage, pine, and cattle and on this… Continue reading back home

my heart beat quickens  for there in the center the mountain peaks stretching 10,000 plus feet gleam in winter's beauty oh what majesty i can stare for hours the strong northeasterly wind drives me back into the warmth, comfort of the Scion through the dirt speckled window i continue the gaze is it really worth… Continue reading thoughts

Arid, under the arm before application desolate lonely flash floods panic, not just in detroit thirsty California sparse landscape death valley-twilight zone cold nights hot days aqua-duct lush vegetables dusty tumbling weeds, many parched lipped cowboys never ending drought, seemingly depression hope GET THE HECK OUT'A THERE!    

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