Husband continues:
While Fio is gone, I will probably take some times off, just me and Sonia, the mastiff. I might even take her over to the lake and walk her a short way up the Goodwater Trail, one of the neatest trails I know for the serious and half-serious hiker. In fact, that is where I took my Boy Scouts to train for the 100-mile trek on the Philmont Boy Scout ranch in the mountains of New Mexico several years ago.
Actually, I was living out a thirty-year dream. Back then, I didn't stay in Scouts long enough for more than a couple of camp-outs very nearby, but I think it made me a better Scoutmaster because I wanted to do what I had missed.
Showing posts with label New Mexico. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Mexico. Show all posts
Friday, July 19, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Allocation of Funds
Fiorella just read somewhere that the Scientologists have built a multi-million dollar temple in the New Mexico desert to store all their religious texts, as written by L. Ron Hubbard, for future generations. There is also speculation that the weird design of the construction, which can only be seen from above, is supposed to attract the attention of space aliens. Leaving aside from the idiocy of the total enterprise, Fio will again grab her bullhorn and mount her soapbox to complain about money being wasted on dumb things when there are people in the world who are starving, people in this country who are homeless, who can't pay for medical treatment, who live precariously day-to-day.
Feed the earthlings before you start attracting aliens.
Feed the earthlings before you start attracting aliens.
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L. Ron Hubbard,
New Mexico,
Scientology,
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