
Well, I am still alive. I'm not getting any younger, and I take a lot more pills than I used to. I don't do any camping lately, but, Planovet is still my dog's veterinarian. He keeps me updated on SCT activities.
I am still photographing cars for food. I am going to South Dakota next week to shoot 25 Pontiacs. You don't hear that everyday, do you?

I need to check in with you folks more often, and I want to. I just get bogged down in the day-to-day process of making money to pay my bills. I need to win the Lottery... but to do that, I'd have to buy lottery tickets, which I would do, except I know that winning the lottery is like getting struck by lightning -- well, except winning the lottery is way better than getting struck by lightning.
Keep me in your thoughts. Believe it or not, I think about you guys and gals from time-to-time. I need to get a photography job in Maine sometime soon, so I can say I have met a genuine alien sheepman. I'll have to take pictures... but, will he show up in the pictures. Will I remember meeting him?

CD