And what a wonderful saturday morning it is.
So greetings to all. All of my fellow free spirits. Today is my birthday. Yes, I was born on this very same date in January 71 years ago. But I do not celebrate in the traditional way with cake and candles. Oh no. You see, other than this rather humble announcement to my fellow free spirits and assorted fellow weirdos, I prefer to simply commune with the silent beauty of Mother Earth: I go camping into the wilds of upstate New York. Harking back to the adventures of my youth. I was one of the few who partook of the infamous "Brown Acid" at the Woodstock Festival in '69 and survived. So each year on this day I trek back to the area of my, REBIRTH. Is this normal? Have a nice day all of you.