Wind is sweeping down the plains at close to 50mph. Wind-chill trending to 9 this evening. ATT, I think laying cable nearby a low hum and cold wind calls for a sandwich. No Swiss No Onion in the tent, so not a High Plains Cubanos. But a cousin, or uncle or just a good neighbor Cubano pretending. Sour dough toast, White American, Coleman's, Blue Plate, Dill, Ham and yesterday's Taco Boston Butt.
Not a religious experience, but a tad spiritual can be claimed.
Just a sandwich, served on paper plate with a knockoff frisbee holster.
Edible
Not a religious experience, but a tad spiritual can be claimed.
Just a sandwich, served on paper plate with a knockoff frisbee holster.
Edible
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