I attempted to update this site last night but I couldn’t seem to get a connection since then my iBook has taken a massive shit and I might lose everything. In other words I had a great post written about my fishing adventure but it won’t be added until (and if) I get my iBook back. This on top of the fact that the HDTV is in the shop.

When wonderding aloud via e-mail which went into the Wilderness, Thoreau or Emerson, this was the response that I was looking for:

‘Twas Thoreau my good man…

Maybe your recent weekend excursion at the crick and hopefully knowing that merely 10 days w/o those items cannot emasculate you will allow this meaning to delve a bit deeper:
“Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains.”

~from “Walden”

Because remember, “We do not ride on the railroad; it rides upon us.”