Here are a few pictures from the air. You may either play this larger playlist as you look through or just play the few select that I scattered throughout...
I wish I had a river I could skate away on I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly
I wish I had a river I could skate
away on
Ah gits weary An' sick of tryin' Ah'm tired of livin' An' skeered of dyin', But ol' man river, He jes'keeps rolling' along.
O' man river, Dat ol' man river, He mus'know sumpin' But don't say nuthin' He jes' keeps rollin' He keeps on rollin' along
Day six of my captivity. I'm outta here. All mission related duties have been completed and fairly well executed...
Now for the cross country break. If I can only cross the state lines while avoiding the retrieval parties and keep from arousing any suspicion on the part of my co-travelers.
Day 4 of my captivity. I am currently in the midst of bust out plan phi beta k. 57-9. The two small shields have just begun to succumb to the drops I put in their milk cups earlier. Further plans are almost ready to place in action. Back at the cell, things are beginning to look grim. With supplies trickling to a halt, had to survive today on only the meager portions of this...
Oddly enough, spent my evening with a six-foot-tall guy in pointy shoes that likes to eat syrup with spaghetti. (Buddy the elf, what's your favorite color?!?)