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.
Today, Suna and I drove to Midlothian—a place I didn’t even know existed. There were no dragons, or even elves. But there was a nice lady who gave us a little bundle of joy.
Suna decided to name him Brody. It means “from a muddy place.” I figure that’s a great name for a dog that will grow up on a ranch.
Brody won’t replace Stella. He’ll be a completely different dog. Hopefully, he will speed the healing.
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