They all think my website is boring but they don't realize that it is a journal of each day and meeting boring internet dates doesn't help. Oh well. She went ahead and threatened me several times of emailing Muffy. I just love people sometime.Not. But I love Buffy. Buffy's nose is better healing from the angry Republican cur.
I stopped off in the middle of a mountains in Georgetown and then I'll check out Silver Plume with older working hippies that chose to have their own life with out being influenced so much by the trappings of society.
Next stop will be the Glenwood springs in search of my true hippy soulmate or not.
Saturday 924 am
The hot tubs were great and this morning I discovered the free hot spring water write by the river....It was so cool....No one else but Buffy...Although a cute hippy on a bike helped give me directions telling me she was in it the other night...Is this one of these natural springs where most are sans clothing...Ill head for the library so I can vent boring shit about everything...driving my readers as crazy as me ...lol
Glenwood springs is a cool tourist town but it is so much more mellow than Aspen ....most folks seem to be nice ...Ill talk to you all more about it soon hopefully!
Sunday morning in the beautiful vista of the mountains!
You think about fate and because of one bad thing, sometimes good comes out of it. I wasn't sure where to hang out after getting kicked out of the hostel because of Buffy. I did not fill out the address card, should have told the manager about Buffy staying in the single room with me even though I talked to one of his helpers who thought it was cool. Oh well, che sara, sara.
I am so curious about how many hits I'm getting. Maybe when La has time she could check it out. Thanks again, LA for all your help and comments. I am curious now at least from the notoriety of the tagboard, how many readers I might be getting on a daily basis. I know that some of this is boring to both parties, but there are some parts that I could easily edit and turn into an intriguing novel about a man's vicissitudes within himself that others with ADD or not could relate to. They might be curious how he might deal with his own hell or his attempt to find happiness after all these setbacks; and duh, Stella, he does bring so much of it to himself as many readers (mostly anonymous) have said exactly what you said. Duh, because, I write on here honestly how I am sorting everything out to make the best plan.
I was wondering where to spend Saturday, so I hung out at the "Hippy Dip" where everyone and the natives go for time in the healing sulphur springs right by the east entrance to I-70. There is an outlet with rocks surrounding where the clean runoff from the official springs runs into the river. It feels about 106 or more degrees coming out. We would ocassionally be brave and let the very strong current take us to a spot a little ways down. I worried about a drunk old bloke might get taken by the current so I went after him. He found his footing but I was worried that he almost had the look like he didn't care if he drowned. I was given a lecture from the sternman of one of the visiting rafts, how crazy I was and if I knew this person. I had met him today and was actually feeling good that I was willing to actually go after someone. That actually made me feel good about myself that I would do that. It showed to me that I even care about strangers. The rich repukes that stopped their raft I'm sure would have felt better to just let him drown. They told me that one can only survive in 47 degree water for a few minutes.
It was amazing how invigorating the water was! Another young bloke was jumping in several times. I almost feel like going back there again after my gracious host wakes up. He lives in a town about 15 miles from Glenwood and has such a fantastic view, that I hope that my camcorder battery has enough juice left to film it, but I also brought the convenient Walgreen camera.
a couple hours from 420
Ok...its a weekend in colorado and Garv is getting a little stoned on Okie smokie with his new friend , Nathan, 22,
to the visions of ripe rich republican and liberal hippies to use and be used by, before they chose to throw you away like their disposable contacts
oh to be back in your early 20's with the choice of what ripe sexually primed lady is still searching for that feeling of youth within her loins
Monday at the community center:11:30
Just had another dip in the "hippy dip"...Ive been hanging out there and checking out one of the free caves around 4 or 5 in the morning with some other young friends. I met another nice couple and was chatting, drinking wine and sharing some of the last of my bud. Later the girl might have had a hypoglycemic reaction to all the sun and lack of food so she almost passed out when we were speaking with the gods. So I asked her to drink some apple cranberry juice and that helped her come out of it. They were a really nice couple and I met them again this morning at the Village Inn after having had breakfast. He's a teller and she is a ballet dancer just scrimping up enough to have a 4 day vacation. When you are in love everything is so much better regardless of life's struggles of trying to make ends meet.
I'm not sure where the wind will take me today east west or south to the Lasciviously rich Aspen. I almost don't even want to worry about getting a job. That frustration is what is holding me back from really relaxing and enjoying my last brief summer before I turn 50. But I look a hell of a lot better than most pleasantly plump Republicans. rolling on the floor laughing with tears dripping from my eyes... to be continued...wish I knew how many hit this soon to be notorious site will get..
My cell phone only gets roaming charges a buck a minute so I feel out of touch, but my friends and acquaintances can reach me by emailing me Garvald@aol.com to send me any love or hate mail
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