It's Moab's Fault ...

Hello Folks,

Well it was one heck of a day today ... warm and sunny ... spring has arrived in Moab.

I must say it is with a heavy heart that I leave tomorrow morning, there is something about the town of Moab and this state of Utah that is truly spiritual and I am not talking about religion here – I am talking about a state of mind, an enhanced consciousness and awareness, a more communal spirit and a kinder, gentler take on one’s fellow man.

The blogs each had a life of their own, I did not set out to be overtly political; what came out, came out – based on what I was reading, hearing and thinking about.

I will return to Moab – even though it has but one fault – but hey nobody, no place, no thing is perfect ... well, there is Bar Rafaeli ..

Full moon tonight – a beautiful moonrise over the La Sal Mountains – a great end and send off after a month in Canyon Country.

Oh yeah ... the showdown with the flying menace ... packing and sorting through things for the departure, I hear some tapping at the patio door ... I pull the blinds and who is there but the raven crow beast with a US Olympic Hockey sweater on ... right, the game is on ... I turn the game on and the next thing I know the ebony rocket is in the condo and dive bombing the tv – I pour it a Raven Oatmeal Stout and it sits at the counter ,drinking it, watching the game.

Here’s a picture of it just 1 second before the US second goal ... flying upside down in some kind of trance state, foaming at the beak ... you can see where he puked on the wall ...

Here’s a picture after it appeared the US was controlling the play in the over time ... he was flying in ever smaller circles ... it was bloody scary ...

Here’s a final picture after the overtime goal ... doing a kamikaze run into the tv... I had to give the thing mouth to beak to get it going .. when it recovered it shit in my beer and the flew upstairs and out of the condo ... what the exit point was I have no idea ...

I saw it later in the evening ... flying into the sunset ... 

looks like it has decided that, for now, this encounter is over ... but we all know what happens next don’t we ... we push on the Pillsbury Doughboy and he expands somewhere else ...he’s not defeated, he’s just getting ready ... for the next time ... and we both know ... there will be a next time ...

Until then ....

Phil