Got this habit, Father, of skipping the backside of a writing paper page. I guess I don't like the possibility of the ink bleeding through. It bugs me when that happens because its so hard to read. My hand is small mostly so anything that makes my small writing even harder to puzzle out is definitely not good. I don't like losing thoughts, even if I am just rambling to you. I wonder if that comes from having lost so many memories on super shock day?
I love April Fool's Day and its only three weeks away. Baptized on April 1st, released from Ft. Leavenworth Penitentiary on April Fools, with possibly two of my girls conceived on that day, I love the should be a holiday. Now, I hope to start floating on April Fools Day. More than one person has said that this is a fool's journey.
Times change and nothing stays the same for long. There will be times coming when floating on the rivers and living off the land will be seen as a good way to live. I've had my children grown and not many of them would like me to always be around embarrassing them. I figure moving on is just something I should get and stay used to.
Thinking that turning the car window shade solar cooker to the night sky might make it a cooler instead of a stove. That could be real interesting. Hoping it works out. Should be able to make ice up until June. Maybe putting an aluminum funnel in a Styrofoam box could freeze the whole thing. Ice in the mornings.
This boat-float-home green project is wonderfully strange. Thanks for the opportunity.
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