i've drawn the conclusion it's all an illusion

My boys arrived Wednesday. They're around 12 years old and there are seven of them in my bunk, of which I share counselor duties with an Andy from Minnesota. The computer lab is coming along well, although there's still tons to be done; tonight I'm up making sure about 200 digital photos taken today make it up onto the camp website before the morning.

Yesterday I talked to myself. Well, normal, I guess. Ok, I talked to myself while I was out running. And to tell the truth, I talked to myself about talking to myself, while I was out running.

I reminded myself that if anyone was in the area and heard me, they would think I was crazy, but I think I was crazy to remind myself of anything. How can I remind my self? There was more I intended to write about this, but I must not've reminded myself well enough. But I was in good spirits. The daily run is a much-needed break from the kids, the computers, and the ceiling and air conditioning.

No poacher gunshots today. The only predator I saw was a hawk that sailed over my head, and signs of a larger beast in the treadmarked turtle pancake on the road.

Oh, the poor turtle. And to think, they have 4-wheel drive. Just no high gear.
Can't wait to see the photos! And don't worry about talking to yourself. Einstein did it all the time. Maybe his theory of relativity came from talking to his dead relatives.

-- Kate S. (June 29, 2003 10:23 PM)

i don't take my camera with me while i run. wish it wasn't so cumbersome -- that's the only time i see things i feel are worth capturing...

-- jeff (June 29, 2003 10:55 PM)