tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022149224975459657.post2627672697132321700..comments2023-03-30T10:42:09.208-04:00Comments on 5000 Miles for Water, a bicycle journey : Day 24: Craters of the MoonUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022149224975459657.post-8933193028561797222013-09-01T11:05:13.537-04:002013-09-01T11:05:13.537-04:00I read your entire blog and as usual I find your c...I read your entire blog and as usual I find your commentary interesting and entertaining. I hope that your plan to get away from the bitch wind does not end up screwing you over because you have to back track. But I have to tell you I am so distracted by the Hemingway fact that I have to comment because his reason for ending his life is so lame and immature. For those of us who can't or could ever write or sing or dance or paint or act or any of that tortured artsy stuff, what are we to deduce from their suicides. Are our lives less fulfilled or satisfying because we do not possess some divine given talent or are we just more able to find satisfaction in mediocre ordinary lives because we have more practice at doing so? I don't know how you can have so much and still be so unhappy. Suck it up like the rest of us and look for what is important in life. Ok, I'm done now! Back to the real show. Let's conquer Idaho and get to the Pacific. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13749815928489498839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022149224975459657.post-7806488891688830832013-08-31T17:55:00.741-04:002013-08-31T17:55:00.741-04:00mannaggia, quanto mi urta 'sto vento!mannaggia, quanto mi urta 'sto vento!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com