Sometimes there is a fire that runs through the blood of a man, and the nearest explanation we humans have for it is 'adventure'...But it runs much deeper than simple words. It drives some to the very limits of possibility, at work, at home, and especially at play. I am addicted to adventure, whether on the diving platform, in a deep slot canyon, on a snow-capped peak, in a physics laboratory, or in my kitchen at home with my wife. Adventure is who I am. Arthur William Brown.
Monday, July 13, 2009
So here is our little house guest. Normally I try not to kill bugs in my house, especially spiders, probably due to the whole Joseph Smith and the Rattlesnake story,... but when there is a two inch tall cricket in my bathroom that can jump up the wall to the height of my head in three quick bounds, he is a dead man. But I think this guy must have interbred with a Hydra, because for every one that I kill, two come back. I really have let two of them go well outside of our apartment, but there are lots.
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