Oh my...how the planning has begun. The list of have-to-do's grows by leaps and bounds. I fear this windfall has led to our downfall. By the time we're done, we'll be owing someone for sure. And then there's the matter of the old beatermobile getting back to its rightful owner. Which, of course, requires a trip out to Oregon again. Not that I mind....the first thing on my list is a visit to an old friend and pray he's still growing the finest herb in Portland. And woe be the wife, she has to stay behind and work. I wonder if the Greyhound swings by the ocean before heading to Iowa? Wonder if the wife wouldn't mind if I took a slight detour home? I know this really groovy place just south of Big Sur. Hmmmm......Jade Cove, pound of John's Finest in the backpack....hell, I'll save some money and hitch home. Wonder if anyone would pick up a Senior Citizen Hippie? (that's the Fraternal Order of Old Hippies, by the way... we number more than you know...) Oh yes, I'm definitely voting for Phenius Freak and vice prez Earth Mama again. Peace.