Thursday, March 27, 2014

late june 1979...part one

it was a four day canoe trip across eastern nova scotia...the thing about black bears is that there has only been one reported black bear casualty in canada in the last 100 years...and according to all involved...the fucker was asking for it...ANYWAY...i was with a lovely crew...no murders...yet...only three...( that i was aware of )...would have kept their purity from murder if there had been an outbreak of laziness...my paddle entered the water like it was the vagina of that beautiful young blonde creature who awaited me some 70 miles away...i sang willie nelson...half of the STARDUST album...( the other half  would have to wait )...I WAS SO ALIVE THAT THE ENTIRE WORLD WAS DEAD IN COMPARISON .

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