A Chicken Is Not Pillage

She Nailed It!

I have been dying inside waiting to announce this.  Now it is official.  My Sister-in-Law rocks the Sweet Pea Universe.

Congratulations to Amanda Morton!  Is that some kinda artwork or what!?!

Happy Mount St. Helen's Day

I'm surprised that I remember that day every year.  Never forget, and wut wut!  It's most likely just the strong association of that event and the other eruption of graduating high school in a small Montana town.  Maybe it's the lingering trauma of the horrible experience.

No.  I found the whole thing fascinating, from beginning to end.  It was horrible in it's own way, but even that got filtered through a 17 year old male reality.  'Wow, a mountain blew up.  This planet is AmAzing, and dangerous.  I hope no one was hurt.' 

Other things have consumed my thoughts and deep feelings much more than a volcano that blew 32 years ago.  I've documented most of it elsewhere, to where even I don't care to look for it.  I don't remember most of those dates.  I have a hard time remembering what year the great Yellowstone fires happened in.  Yet, I remember May 18th every year.  That's the day a mountain blew up, and spread ash as far as Minneapolis. 

Maybe I remember it because I live on the edge of the world's largest Super volcano.  Could be ...