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Ah yes, some days just don’t go quite like you planned. One day your running free in the jungle and then you felt a little stick and you wake up behind bars with dry hay to eat instead of the fresh garden in which you ran free.

I just got released from the hold of a hospital bed. I felt it was just another of my familliar panic attacks, but my BP went to 247/143 with a pulse rate of 133. I took my regular meds, but just could not get it down and the need to breathe was getting harder and harder. So, we call 911 and it is off to the hospital. A bunch of nice people ( the EMT’s and hospital nurse’s were just incredible), but I would have much met them all someplace for a beer.

The cardiologist was firmly convinced I had experienced a heart attack and must have some blockage in my heart. So, pokes, prods, needles, ekgs, cardiograms of several types and the worst a chemical stress test. So strange to be injected with a drug and see and feel your heart race to 150 beats per minute in less than 60 seconds. Kind of felt like a panic attack.

And in the end, after all the tests it was what I originally thought, a panic attack.

I wonder if the gorilla has figured out his dilemma?

I”m living life free, as it should be, just as I am……peace out….jasL



“When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else.  Most people in the city rush around so, they have no time to look at a flower.  I want them to see
it whether they want to or not.”
–  Georgia O’Keeffe

I find it just a little ironic that Ms O’Keeffe painted flowers while living in the midst of a desert. Perhaps we can learn as much from what she saw as what she thought!

Take time to see † en theos monos ††† jim

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Ah, life on the “blue” roads. You get to see things otherwise missed. Like the world’s biggest wheelbarrow. Who is going to doubt such a claim?

We felt just a bit like Frank Quinlan, Dorothy Winters, Huey Driscoll traveling along with “Michael” heading for the world’s biggest ball of twine. We got to see a Cooper’s hawk hopping across a green field dragging a wild eyed cotton-tail rabbit for lunch, a couple of ladies using a garden hose to wash a small pony in their front yard, and old style “Burma Shave” style signs leading us into Albany, TX.

We might not of had John Travolta with us, but we had an angel riding along.

Enjoy the sights on your journey†††nada te turbe†††jim