I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Story Bone
Well, more of an observation. On the way home on Friday I passed a long-haul semi truck that had a Dish Network satelite dish rigged to a pole right behind the cabin. With as much information I could take in looking at the rig while driving at 65mpg beside it, it looked like you could telescope the pole up and rotate the disk and change the angle up and down from crank controls at the base of the pole. He was hauling an oversize roll-on trailer (like what is used to haul tracked backhoes). It was so unique a set-up, it has to be useful to someone out there that here is this long haul truck that gets satelite TV in his cabin.
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The first time I saw Satellite Dish set-ups at a campground next to a tent and a pickup truck, I took a picture. Weird stuff.
Way to rough it.
Yeah, leaving it all behind, except the TV. Gotta have the TV. Of course, my wife tells me the same thing about having internet access, so what can I say?
That is, my wife says that about me.
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