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Post by **stilltrucking** » July 31st, 2010, 3:16 am

In this text-box a cure for cancer, the end of war, and peace and goodwi

Post by **SadLuckDame** » July 31st, 2010, 9:34 am

Smiling...
I likes it.

Post by **the mingo** » August 1st, 2010, 8:19 am

Don't know if there is a cure for anything. Got called a Russian spy yesterday. By a woman with a French accent. I was sitting in my kayak close to the bank underneath the branches of an overhanging willow. Had the smoke out, just relaxin' and watchin' the world and other folks passin' by on their way to or from the lake. Most never knew I was there. But along comes a canoe with a woman in the bow and a man in the stern. I heard him talkin' before they came into view. They round the bend and the woman caught sight of me I think right then but the man directed her attention at that moment to a plant on the bank asking her what it was. When she turned back from that she bent forward in the canoe trying to get a better look at the man in the kayak lurking under the willow tree and I waved. She said, "You must be a Russian spy" and I laughed and laughed and she did too. The man with her bent down looking too trying to determine what the hell was going down but he didn't laugh at all. Probably thought I might mean harm I suppose.
After they passed I thought what a strange thing to happen to a man sittin' in a kayak under a willow tree on a stream in northern New York to be called a Russian spy by a woman with a French accent. She had a beautiful laugh too. Like wind chimes sounding and heard in passing in Montreal in the year 1971 when I was on my honeymoon. I put my paddle in the water and headed out down the direction they had come from. The chimes had come and gone and I too moved on silently. It's a thin line that separates a man from the blues and I don't think there is a cure but even if there was I hope I might pass on it. William Least Heat Moon related once that his father had said, "A man who misses the journey misses about all he's going to get."
Yeah.

Post by **Steve Plonk** » August 1st, 2010, 11:38 am

Yes, Mingo, velly eenteresting, must've have been real life "Boris and Natasha"
"looking for moose and squirrel". Found yourself instead...in the sound
of vind shimes in der vind...

Yes, still trucking, there is a cure, but it eludes us...Every time we find a new spell & antibiotic, the miasma evades us again, & every few years we have to look around for more cures...

Post by **still.trucking** » August 30th, 2010, 1:42 am

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