Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

Orchard Disappointment

We went to the orchard on Saturday morning for our yearly pumpkin picking ritual, but came away somewhat disappointed.

One of the great things about Northbrook Orchards was that it was an orchard.  There were apple trees where they grew their own apples.  They made their own apple cider from those apples.  They had peaches and strawberries.  They had their own pumpkin patch and even a see-into honey bee hive that produced real honey.

"Meaningful" News

Rather than the philosophic tripe that I've been boring you with for the past couple days, I figured I would take a shot at some of the more prevelant (not "important") issues facing the web world today.  Here goes:

I've been whining about this sort of garbage to Berta recently, but I figure you readers (one, two, and you in the back) will probably want to hear me rant, also.

Why don't I know anyone?

Our trip to New York two years ago was not entirely fruitless, and certainly life changing.

The people there were quite different from the people I know now.  Not that I would trade my friends or want to replace them at all.  But I long for something different, something more.  I want to be more than the sum of my internet and RPGs.  Show me something new.