For Sale: A Nasty (as in nasty-good)Ride-- Honda XL 600 dual purpose street-legal.

Photo Sharing - Video Sharing - Photo Printing High in the mountains of NE India live the Hmar people...who have been seperated from the world b/c of generations of conflict. I had the amazing opportunity to visit this area in 2008 during an assessment of the Mataum or Bamboo Death--which resulted after hundreds of thousands of rats decimated the rice crops of these high mountain villages. This people group is truely inspiring. This photo is of a hut where the people sleep during harvest season to guard their fields. Talk about a view!

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The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi Lord, make me an instrument of your peace, Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy; O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Indeed I have an Office. To Dr. Reverend Ivy G of Qatar: While I do not have a home...I do have an office. The local Presbyterian Church in town has generously provided space in a building they own on Spring Street in the bustling down-town of Friday Harbor! Will provide photographic proof when I return from my current trip. cheers

I once was forced to wear ties to work...and have my hair well trimmed. I once had to take commuter trains to work for a minimum of 3 hours per day. These trains, the pride of Chicago circa 1940 have not changed much -- except that they don't work as well...and are less comfortable. To endure the hassle is one thing... but to endure the hassle and be treated like cattle is especially annoying. Today however, I was not 5 minutes into my commute when the panoramic views from the South Tip of San Juan Island and across the straights to the Olympic Peninsula got stuck in my eye. If that was not enough, along the bluff above the frothing wave-beaten rocks of South Beach 6 eagles were soaring perfectly still on the updrafts -- very distracting -- On the radio my chosen station 100.3 The Q from Victoria was playing a very extended version of a Doors song...nice... 10 minutes later I was pulling into my office parking spot thinking that this is indeed an amazing place to call home!