and lurkers. I hate to mess with you guys fantasy, but the cost to feed your horse is not as cheap as you think.....And let me tell you about vets-you think your co pay and deductible now? My brother could have sent another kid through an Ivy League school for what he pays for Cash's (his beloved horse)vet bill. You are better off getting a bike.

Well, I went to some friend's CD release party at our fav local Irish Pub McGonigel's Mucky Duck. The group (Clandestine) disbanded after their last album about 8-9 years ago. The lead singer is my best friend's daughter that I have known since she was in middle school. It was like a family reunion. My friends had a little more gray hair, the infants were now in elementary school and the 8 year olds like mine are now graduating high school. I was talking with a more philosophical friend of mine, that this was like some cosmic karmic class reunion or family picnic. He laughed but I continued with my train of thought. Most of these folks are the same ones that I see at the Renaissance Festival and at Science Fiction Conventions. I told him that I am convienced the Mucky Duck was an eddy in the river of time and certain ones of us gravitate to these eddies to catch up and exchange ideas and energy. In a city as large, diverse, and mobile as Houston, that is a feat in and of its self. We drank another pint. One other thing that we noticed was that all of us were possible old souls and have always been mature beyond our age. We did what we need to do for an income but had life long passions that truly defined us.It was a good time spent with very old friends-catching up on things before time flings us out into water again. Or perhaps it was just the Guinness talking.

Happy hunting and watch out for the bears.