Only two hermits remain. The ninth hermit has been joined by a tenth. They live on a small ranch in Central Texas with The Dogs of Hermits’ Rest. He does not hang out in bars anywhere near as much as when he was trying to be Li Po.
Other than family and music and song writing, his interests include writing. He has authored many technical tomes, several short stories, and a novel. He does have a day job or two, and he re-publishes some of his writings for those here.
For more information, see the complete profile.
I have taken to sleeping with earplugs because of the noise the dogs make at night. So last night I dreamed that one of the dogs was breathing really loud. I thought is was strange that I was hearing the breathing through the earplugs. I looked down and there was Rose smiling and wagging her tail. She is such a loveable dog that you can’t hardly get mad at her no matter what she does. So I smiled back and reached to pet her loving head. That’s when I woke up.
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