Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land

  I went to the local Three Bears Market today. I don't normally shop there, even though it's the closest store to the house. The prices are much higher usually than at Wal-Mart or even Fred Meyers, depending on what you're buying. If you just want a candy bar or some soda, it's not a big deal. However, if you're shopping for a weeks worth of groceries, you might consider going the extra mile, or ten miles in my case, and shop at Wal-Mart. The money saved can be substantial.  One thing I do buy at Three Bears is gasoline. It's usually competitively priced, and if I'm on the way to the post office anyway, I just stop and fill up. Yesterday I was going to get gas at a different Three Bears location, but the cars were stacked up three and four deep, so I thought I'd wait. Today I went to the gas station and was surprised to see that the gas was less than $5.00 a gallon. In fact I think I paid $4.89 a gallon. For some reason I was happy to pay it. That is, u

I was sitting in bed several nights ago and was thinking about a conversation that I'd had with one of my Fan Story friends, Yvonne. Before you get any wrong ideas, she's in her eighties I believe, and the friendship is strictly platonic. I've made a number of friends on Fan Story, in a lmost every case because I like the way they write and we usually share the same values.  Yvonne and I had discussed how much fun it would be to actually have a face to face conversation with our various friends on F/S and the words to a poem kind of started coming together. Though I'm not a poet, I thought I would share this with you. Can I come for a visit for a short bit of time? I think it would be lovely, I would think it sublime I'd drive down your street and stop at your home I'd check out the neighborhood and let my eyes roam Next door is your neighbor whom you don't really like His brat of a kid chased your cat with his bike I don't like him either though I reall