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I guess I bring all this on myself. Today was not a very good day. I depend on every morning to be a mini Christmas. I run to the mail box and all I find is the same ole stuff… bills and people wanting me to send them money, but no letters. I’m depressed. What I do on days like this is I go to the trusty computor and ask Google questions and bring up the answers. Well, the oracle didn’t come through and I got even more depressed.
It’s been like that all week long. I went off to Cripple Creek Colorado and I came back expecting to see my mail box stuffed full of wonderful letters from people all over the world. I get three wonderfull letters from my best friend in the world, Gina Munz. What would I do without her. She pulls me through every time. Just to make myself feel better, I’m going to post some envelope

Every year I make it a point to go to my favorite places the day after Independence day. These two famlies seem to demonstrate the state of America the best. I go by the size of the piles of firework debris and these are my yearly winners. There are places that discharge more fireworks, but they don’t leave the mess. Great Bend, KS

Here is the debris from the Ellinwood Kansas fireworks discarge. They cleaned it up after this photo was taken.

I’m already missing Le Nguyen Thuy Trang. She’s been gone a week to New York… somewhere? She is my wonderful friend from Vietnam I met in Art Appreciation class at Barton College this winter. She is so bright and hard working. She is coming back to kansas, but not to Great Bend. I hope she sends me an address soon so I can write some letters. I hate e-mail.
Bob.

Maybe no one else cares, but I’m disappearing and I like it. Since shortly before 2007, I weighed 220 lbs. and I resolved to get rid of all that fat. I’ve been walking and starving and riding my bike and the fat is falling off. I’ve resisted eating too many chili dogs and giving into easy to possess cheese burgers and hot fresh cut french fries. I’ve forced myself to take smaller helpings and to resist those wonderful deserts. I’ve had to run outside and walk two miles when I couldn’t resist opening the potatoe chip bag. I’ve been drinking alot of hot tea trying to quell my appetite when my resistance to wonderfully looking food was low. It hasn’t been the easiest thing in the world to do, but by god the weight has been melting off a molucule at a time. I got on the scale this morning and I was at 182 lbs. and it feels great.

Here I am at 185 lbs. next to the bi-plane I’d just flown around Great Bend in. It was one of the greatest moments of my life and one of the best fifty bucks I’ve ever spent.