Dave needed a haircut, so I helped him out. Then we drank rum, and ate a lot of Mexican corn, turkey, and pork loin. I camped out by the river in my tent, and in the evenings played guitar for the partygoers. Ruben came Sunday after his visit with his dad, and although I was planning on spending the night again, Ruben wanted to come home. I told him if he would do all the packing and driving (I had a beverage) I'd go home with him, so he did. We had a nice drive back. Ruben's first time on the freeway at night. He loved the lack of traffic.
I spent some time meditating by the river
I ate way too much Mexican corn. Still can't really think about eating corn without my stomach turning.





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