is a sometime somnambulist

because she knows how to keep her powder dry when speaking to those americans

Senor, senor, do you know where we’re headin’?
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Seems like I been down this way before.
Is there any truth in that, senor?
Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin’?
How long are we gonna be ridin’?
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Will there be any comfort there, senor?
There’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck,
There’s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck.
There’s a marchin’ band still playin’ in that vacant lot
Where she held me in her arms one time and said, “Forget me not.”
Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon,
I can smell the tail of the dragon.
Can’t stand the suspense anymore.
Can you tell me who to contact here, senor?
Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field.
A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring Said,
“Son, this ain’t a dream no more, it’s the real thing.”
Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather.
Well, give me a minute, let me get it together.
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor.
I’m ready when you are, senor.
Senor, senor, let’s overturn these tables,
Disconnect these cables.
This place don’t make sense to me no more.
Can you tell me what we’re waiting for, senor?

Senor by Bob Dylan

she seems to be thinking smart, has her head screwed on right, likes wild waters and is building up steam.

dont know much about waldfischbach except that he seems like a beautiful, talented, selfless man who likes to shave his head every now and again, whats not to like?

Why Waldfischbach?

Waldfischbach is the name of the Alsatian village that my mother was born. Knowing that Waldfischbach translates from German as, forest-fish-stream, I thought it very appropriate for my current location and interests.

I’m reasonably well adjusted with all basic functions intact. In my time, I’ve worked in the creative, technology, business management and museum fields and love to learn new subjects as well as revisit familiar ones. That said, creative expression, cultural exploration, photographic imaging and a good sense of humor are constants.

In the last few years I’ve returned to my core, striving for a more flexible lifestyle, a deeper involvement in the arts and a lighter environmental profile. I travel quite a bit but you can usually find me in or around a house and workshop I designed and built deep in the woods in the Catskills.

because of her indomitable spirit and insatiable curiosity in the face of great odds and not because she seems to be the only one cheering me at a time when I can use a cheer. oh yeah!

i broke my leg in dec and now have a steel plate and 9 screws securing my fibula. wrapped in a cast with my leg in the air until the end of January, i seem to be getting stronger every week. yoga, walking and riding my 29er single speed is getting me there. the plate and screws are visable and pretty cool to feel through the skin. this is the first time i’ve had something like this and it’s frustrating because i’m a pretty active guy. getting through it though. cheers