[LEMONS] 7.29.2001
I'm back from tromping about in the forest atop Mt. Adams in Washington state. We spent several days backpacking around the mountain (well, on the slopes of the mountain, ~ 6000 feet. Never went to the top), eating noodles and fending off legions of mosquitos. I'm short about a pint and a half now, I think. But I haven't checked my email since the 20th, and it's just gruesome. I've got several hundred messages waiting for me to attend to them, and that's just my personal account. I shudder to think about what awaits me at work...
While I was gone, the Bay Guardian's Best of the Bay issue came out. I wrote a bunch of them again this year, but am entirely too lazy to link to them all individually (which I'm not even sure I could.) But I also wrote the intro to the Outdoors section, and I'm pretty happy with it. No offense meant to New Yorkers, dot-commers (which I guess I am one of, sorta. Minus the paycheck.), folks from Jersey or the Professional Disc Golfing Association intended. As for Razor scooter riders, you can kiss my ass.
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