Sometimes life comes too fast at me. It’s Sunday afternoon! I cannot believe a week has passed since our company left. Shelly and fam returned to Oregon without little incidence. I did hear something about a 66 mile wrong turn or something. I went to the doctor and everything seems to be alright. The washing machine DID get repaired—nylon stuck somewhere—and Dianne and I protested Bush’s SLC trip.



This is a great image of me looking concerned. The sun was beginning to burn the clouds away and the top of my bald head was beginning to cook.

Good image of me from the back

There were SS choppers all over the park where the demonstration was being held. It was a little spooky but exciting.

More images of the crowd This was a pretty good turn our for a "Red" state. There were a few skirmishes over by the road where the motorcade was supposed to pass but nothing where Dianne and I were.

Then on Thursday I was interviewed for a local TV station for their PSA library so I have been busy.

The weekend has not let me do anything I had planned except putting about four hours yesterday into the news letter—The Unified Voice. I have a little bit left to do on the page but I should have the document ready to post by the First of September. Anakah spent the past couple of nights with us so lots of videos and whatever, i.e. one trip to KFC and one trip to Mark and Kristy’s. So, with what ever minutes I am using right now to update the blog the weekend is over. I am ready for Monday. I am going to cut the blog short for for now. Load some images and call it good. See you tomorrow.