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Tuesday, July 15, 2014
dead parrot
Two days ago? Drove from grand prairie (55k people w/o hwy bypass) through Dawson creek (mile 0 Alaska hwy), and peace river (all geographic features/human enterprise large), through ft st john (not in this order) ith all its oilfield dust and smoke from tumbler ridge forest fire to ft nelson. Anyway, radio DJ played the Monte python gig about phrases referring to death. Hilarious. Busted a gut. So to speak. One day ago. . . started with good coffee, walk dog and about 30 flights of motel stairs. Ended in Toad River. Idyllic enough in its own way. Mountains water trees etc. Army guy headed south to LA posting said road much busier with more businesses and tourists than three years ago. Cabin we stayed in was on skids. No a.c. we waited for sun to go low to crash (11:00). I worked a couple of small paintings.
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