Well, I made up my mind today. I'm going to talk to the ghost tomorrow about getting a week off sometime in early spring to go on a vision quest. I have some seeking to do. Anybody know any good places to get away from it all? Guy will be happy to take care of the dogs, so I don't have to worry about that. Do you run into a lot of people hiking on the Appalachian Trail? Maybe I'll go on a canoe trip up the Youghiogheny River. So many choices! God will help me figure out what to do. Something to look forward to, for sure.
My Dad's great grandfather was an American Indian. So I'm part Indian. He grew up in upstate New York. I wonder if he went on a vision quest?
I was off today, and it was a good day. I made some cilantro lime butter and tried to make some homemade tortillas. They don't look so good, but they taste alright. I like Mexican food. I watched The Bridge on the River Kwai for like the hundredth time this afternoon. I know it's a good movie, but I don't know why I like it so much. A bunch of captured British soldiers, building a bridge for their Japanese captors. Building it better than even the Japanese were trying to make them, just out of pride. If you're going to do something, do it right, I guess is the moral of that part of the story. Then Alec Guinness (the leader of the British soldiers) has to decide whether to help destroy it to help out the Allies, or save it because he and his men worked so hard on it. It always makes me emotional for some reason. When I cry, Warden won't stop licking my face.
I finished a bottle of Kentucky Gentleman Bourbon my Grandpa gave me, and took the dogs for a long walk. They deserved it.
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