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Quarantine madness

Day 27 of COVID19 Quarantine. The madness has begun. Sure, initially I felt like I had won the lottery. I was working from home – my dream job. But now I’m not so sure. I found out that there’s a woman who lives in my house; she says she’s my wife and she thinks she’s the boss of everything. I...

Breaking Bad – Cooking illicit TP in San Juan County

Well, I snuck back into town last week; I barely caught the last flight out of D.C. I have been responsibly self-quarantining and have only left the house a few times. This time at home was fortunate since I was able to catch up on reading my stacks of old San Juan Records. I left my house once to...

Schlepping my pallet of toilet paper in D.C.

Mark Twain said, “Suppose you were an idiot, and suppose you were a member of congress; but then I repeat myself.” Well my too-kind and loving wife says, “Suppose you were an idiot, or suppose you let them talk you into going to Washington D.C. again; but then I repeat myself.” Last week I was on...

Ok Boomer!

There are times in a person’s life when it is just obvious that we are witnessing history. That time is now, and I am not referring to the impending impeachment trial. For the first time in history the infamous words “Ok Boomer!” were uttered in a hearing before the Supreme Court. When our...

Blue polyester jump suit and red plastic squeeze coin purse

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres I must be getting old because I am starting to do things that I can’t really explain. For example, lately while sitting waiting for my too kind and loving wife I find myself cleaning my ear with a key. I don’t know why I do this, except I know that my...

A stroll in the park

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres I love living in a small town and I hate living in a small town; but mostly I love living in a small town. It makes life like a stroll in the park. It’s that time of year when the weather is crazy but it is before the time when you have to lock your car...

Bury me in Monticello

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres “Bury me in Monticello or you might as well spread my ashes in a land fill.” That was my answer. The question that I was really trying to answer is where I want to live when we retire. We had kicked around whether we should sell our house in Monticello...

Hubcap hamburger in Arkansas

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres My too kind and loving wife and I are on vacation headed out to Nashville. I have stopped in Scott, AR, a town so small Monticello would seem like a sprawling metropolis in comparison. First, I have to tell you that there is a Monticello connection;...

True lies II

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres Contrary to the belief of many people, most of my time at the BLM is spent trying to manage our natural resources and get something constructive done; a trust by the American public that I take very seriously. Mostly, I have tried hard to keep it very...

Another birthday

MY CAVE, MY VIEWby Gary Torres I have to confess that I just had a birthday and was a little disappointed at the turnout to the party that my too kind and loving wife didn’t have for me. But, I did experience a first this year: people wished me happy birthday on FaceBook. And for those...