FS District Ranger called my house and want to have a meeting with me and the rest of the victims...err......benefactors of their divine benevolence. What is in store? A firing squad or a champagne brunch to celebrate the Scorched Earth approach to public land management.
I think my e-mails and phone calls were too close to reality for his comfort. I feel like clock tower material today..........
Posted by BillyBudd at August 5, 2005 08:02 AM | TrackBack