September 23, 2009
In the meantime, I'm living out of a suitcase at her house. The feedlot, home for the last 12 years, is abandoned for good. We will get to the high desert in New Mexico soon enough, but for now I will be busy doing the same tasks I have just finished at the feedlot: throwing things away, putting stuff in storage and tying up loose ends. So much for plans.
If any Plains Feeder readers are interested in following my activities, I have been pretty good at keeping a current account on my FaceBook page. Otherwise, I plan to resume regular blogging here as soon as things shake out a bit. I'm still using an old laptop, there being no place to set up anything else.
Now that I am safely out of the Omaha, Nebraska area, I plan to give up much of the anonymity that has kept me from getting to know my readers personally. I expect to do this slowly; I've been living in undisclosed locations under assumed names for so many decades that it will be difficult to give up the practice.
I think I'll start by asking you to guess where the feedlot really is. Some of you already know, so please don't spoil the fun. I'd like to see if anyone has guessed the actual location. Clue:
The feedlot has 'towers' and a 'hall' that can be seen for miles. More clues to follow.
Posted by ptg at 9:13 AM