weirdness

I, sans motor vehicle, stuck out my thumb and caught a ride with some Harley enthusiasts to Rock Springs, whereupon a gigantic snowstorm shut down all forms of travel (except by foot) for four days. We hiked to the grocery store through the snow for several days. A burglar broke into a nearby house and the cops followed his tracks in the snow and busted him. I discovered that the Whole Earth Catalog had a story encapsulated in the bottom of each page. Several days stranded in Rock Springs with bikers was a never-to-be-forgotten experience. We drank a lot of cheap, red wine.