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Organic Roadkill

I intended this piece as a bold statement on the isolation and ultimate futility of our ostensibly rich and purposeful lives. I understand, it is powerful imagery, and can be disturbing to contemplate, but I must confess that in embracing the perspective–as a detached, virtually omnipotent observer–I find solace, even liberation, in examining the naked truth of my reality.

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Where's Chuck?

Where’s Chuck? Sunday 8.2.15

I’m on vacation, but I planned ahead. Presuming that we stay on track, we’ll be seeing a lot of cool things–here’s what I hope to see today.

We finish up events at the State Games of America around mid-day then we’re heading northwest, ahead of our friends, to Mitchell, South Dakota where we’ll be camping over at Lake Mitchell and making a quick visit to The Corn Palace.  Because you can’t go to eastern South Dakota and not see a building covered with murals made from corn and other regionally grown grains.  They make new murals every year.

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I don’t know who this woman is, but the photo is awesome and I had to include it.
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Where’s Chuck? Thursday 7.30.15

I’m on vacation, but I planned ahead.  Presuming that we stay on track, we’ll be seeing a lot of cool things–here’s what I hope to see today.

Illinois, Iowa, and on to Lincoln, Nebraska. Nothing big on the schedule today–just mileage…

Carl Sandburg’s birthplace in Galesburg, Il
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The inappropriately named Sandburg Mall just across town, where we’ll stand outside and boo.
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The Mississippi River at Burlington, IA
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And a whole lotta corn…
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Organic Crab Grass Control

Damn straight, count me in.
I’m a corn meal glutton;indian-head-corn-meal-0709-new-new-lg
love it in pancakes, in muffins,
in waffles and bread–
especially bread, sweetened with sugar,
mixed with bacon fat and cream,
bathed in sweet butter–
Oh…you meant…gluten.
I’m not a gluten.