The Great Wake 90: This Town Runs

Like a flood, the next day is for assessment.  What's critical and what's essential.  Early morning start for the crews.  Chainsaws, trailers, blowers, sweepers.  By 9am, all is clean and neat and lush, the bike ride was fabulous.

This town runs.  With the Reds, I mean Feds, on a self-imposed suspension, life is as it is here.  Fall has arrived, the torching of Texas is over.  Now the A/C's can take a break, most were outstanding, some inefficient, a few, broke.  Pop a window or two, get the drafts going.

In Washington D.C., they are considering returning back to the Redskins, the Commanders just fell flat.  We need some native spirit, some cultivation of the land.  I'd sign the petition if I was there, but why bother.  Those punks still crowing 'bout the Smurfs.  As if Dave Campo wasn't 5-1 against them, despite Darrel Greene.