I have been unplugged, sans cell-phone, sans laptop, sans pants (apparently), since New Year’s wonderfully bright and big Blue Moon. A funny thing happens when you are running wild, blue moon bright in the sky, getting away from the world seems like a good idea. So a few of my pack brothers and sisters, those of us who aren’t quite as obedient as Colonel Flood likes, ran off for a few days and nights. We ran the Appalachian Trail to Virginia, and took in the sites in DC for a night. I think the craziness of the new year made me lose my mind. I came back to reality and work today thought. It was something trying to find clothes for 7 “visiting nudists” in the freezing temps of the East coast…lol…
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Glad to have you back. Your Lil Reds MISSED YOU SO MUCH!
Next time come out to California. You wander around naked here and no one would blink. Well except seeing you as you’re a specimen to behold.
Feels good to unplug, doesn’t it?
Come visit with me sometime. Bring a friend or two.