Thursday, July 16, 2009



Here's a memorial to the lumberjack in a park along the Grand Rounds. You may not know this, but for a time I was a lumberjack for the Forest Service, and like this fellow here I cut down trees the lumberjack way: no chainsaws, just a crosscut saw and some high-proof alcohol. Unlike lumberjacks, I rarely ate pancakes and I NEVER had an un-natural relationship with any livestock with a glandular problem. Despite what you may have heard.

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