One third of the campers in the Camp Ground at Zion are young people, and about two thirds are old goats. As an old goat Kadizzle got up to sit in comfort in the Earth Module surrounded by windows drinking hot coffee. Outside it is overcast and a bit chilly. Since The Commander would not share the computer Kadizzle had nothing to do but watch the young lovers camped next door. Rodger had reported doing the same over on his end of the campground. As the two young lovers prepared breakfast just about every motion involved a hug or a kiss. Here is your tea, a little lip smacker. Now here is your hot cereal, a hug and a kiss. Very few task were accomplished without some show of affection. Oh, those were the days. Spending the night in a tent with your sweetie on a cold night is not a bad fix to get yourself in.
Kadizzle just passed his 35th year under the command of The Commander. Instead of a kiss with his coffee, all he gets is a lecture on less sugar, more stirring and no spilling. The Commander is nice about making breakfast. She asks if Kadizzle wants toast of Decon with his eggs.
Friday, March 25, 2011
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