The sun lost its temper as I walked through 23 miles of desert outside Yuma, AZ. Like it was an irrational step father I apologized in vain and waited for a motherly and protective cloud to return home from work. I am well wrapped in 2 garbage bags next to a feed lot. The bags are a light and effective alternative to the sleeping bag I sent home a few days ago. Save the noxious smell of plastic I can't tell much of a difference between the two set ups. The cows at the steak factory next door appear to be confined to shoots resembling the ones used in bull riding competitions. They all spend 90 days marbling in the pens. This process is otherwise known as reverse lipo suction. I could use 90 days in a feed lot. Rather than mutant corn and sorghum I would order Gardetto's.
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