Sticking close enough to holler if I need it.Today I went south over the hill to the next valley. There's never been gold mining in that one so I mean...ered up the valley floor.I looked around a lot. Archaeologists suffer from the "grazing cow syndrome." We look at our feet and swing our heads side to side like cows looking for a delightful bit of grass, but we're really looking for evidence of prior occupation in the form of cultural material. It doesn't have to be artifactual debris, it can be. When Tommy and Dan finally walked toward Geoff and Kelly, Geoff and Kelly had stunned looks on their faces. Surprisingly, the charade gave Tommy as much pleasure as it obviously afforded Dan.This scenario was then reinacted after teatime was announced, the following morning. On this occasion, however, the looks from Geoff and Kelly were far more enthralling.Needless to say, when teatime was announced that afternoon, the same ritual once more followed. On this occasion, however, Geoff and. There really wasn't any other choice.Dana looked at him. He could feel her glance in the periphery."The wrench, why?" the comic asked.He felt Dana nod next to him. Their lack of understanding confused him. Isn't it obvious? Why wouldn't it be obvious to everyone? Dana and Robin Williams were the only ones who didn't seem to get it."Cause fuck him, that's why," Matt Damon said with a false nonchalance that spoke volumes of anger.And Ray laughed. It was a deep laugh. It hit him just right. It hit. When the bar tender lined them up, Josh handed them out. “To tonight!” He said, raising his glass. “To fun, excitement, dancing and…hot women!” Josh stared at me with the last sentence of his speech. I flushed again, and I hoped he wouldn’t see me act like the gawky teenager he used to fuck in the dim lights. Johanna, Josh and I drank down the shots and slammed the glasses on the bar. The bartender reappeared and Josh motioned for a refill, which we dutifully all took down with little less than.