This blog chronicles the importance of and efforts to return to Mother Earth in spirit and in body. This journey is not one of primitivism or reenactment of an earlier age. It's hope is to inspire me to find the middle ground between necessities of the 21st Century, the need to find a simpler way of life, and our ethical responsibility to protect the land and preserve our natural resources.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Separated at birth

While on the subject of the familia, here's a separated-at-birth story. Yosemite Sam and my brother Curt are twins. Both are characters. However, Curt never can remember which is the gun and which is the frog. It makes for some entertaining stories around the campfire. Like the story of the Tombstone shootout with Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday in the Okefenokee Swamp. Or Custer and the Battle of the Little Big Horned Toad.


Blogger Storyteller said...

What did I do to deserve such kids?

Tuesday, August 01, 2006  
Blogger cabinbabe said...

storyteller, it must have been something very naughty to be blessed with those boys... or didn't you win them at the County Fair?
Curt, please put Cabinboy down!!

Tuesday, August 01, 2006  

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