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 Paonia, CO

Wednesday June 7, 2006

     7:56am Starting another day thinning apricots.

     8:31pm  Here we all are at the White Buffalo Ranch smoking room, playing Scrabble. Pax has a rhyme he wants to sing. pax, "Once upon a time I wrote down this rhyme cause I had a story to say. It had a guy who grew pot cause he liked it a lot. Smoked it every day. As he went through his door, outside to grow more he left his last J on a tray. And he said to his cat, "Don't you smoke that," and then he went on his way. Well, as the cat slept through the room a mouse crept and purloined that beauty away. The cat awoke and when she smelled the smoke and spied the empty tray. Cause the mouse got stoned and the guy's last....umm, it's way too long to type out. Be sure to email Pax.

Next day..