serendipity wrote: wet sarong draped over you if you are too hot.
mmmm. wet sarong.
I like to make the sarong wet.
what's so wrong with that?
I see trees along the side of the road where there aren't any. (Usually by about the time I get to Nevada after driving essentially nonstop from Michigan.) Sometimes they're really big yucca or clumps of prickly pear, but usually they're huge oaks that reach up and over the road.thirt33n wrote:mdmf007 wrote:If I am awake long enough, 3-4 days working an incident. I start to see bluish green blobs come out of the ground and float away.
before i see the blobs though, i see the white indian - hes an indian in full headdress and white leathers and beads, standing in the road, off to the side or so. You only catch glimpses of him. Just long enough to realize who he is.
mine's a skinny grey wolf and he's standing right in front of me telling me not to run over him and to swerve and plunge right off that cliff. really. I call him Sleep Wolf.