Now for something that really matters…sugaring, family, friends and the great outdoors (and not necessarily in that order).
Below are some photos of our sugaring adventures with my fellow “de minimis” activist, Boots. The first one is of me and my daughter at separate trees searching for the sugaring hole. The second one is of the entire motley crew hanging buckets (my wife’s on the left). And the third one features Bart the horse in all his sap-sled-pulling glory (along with Boots and Leslie).
It’s days like these that make everything worthwhile.
Oh, and by the way (and especially to avoid tonight’s wrathful phone call), all the photos were taken by Chris Esten, Boots’ partner for oh-so-many years. Poor woman.
Just listened to your interview on the Mark Johnson show.
You were wrong about being convicted. If you plead no contest, you are CONVICTED. You are not admitting to the offense, but you agree to be convicted. Until the Supreme Court dismissed the charge, you were convicted.
See:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nolo_contendere
In light of this, will you show integrity and correct your post at greenmountaindaily?
You’re correct. I was wrong in my interpretation of my “no contest” plea. I was, therefore, convicted and then that conviction was overturned by the Supreme Court. Boots, on the other hand, was not convicted since he chose to have a jury trial — a trial that was interrupted by a motion to dismiss that was sent to the Supreme Court.
And, yes, I have corrected the record at Green Mountain Daily.
OK…enough of this political shit. What’s important is that you give me a half gallon of good syrup I can give to Martha (and say I bought it from a genuine sugarman) in exchange for 1 cheap beer I will buy you when it’s on special.
Two problems, Peter: First, if I dared to call myself a “genuine sugarman,” I’d have Boots at my doorstep orchestrating one of his protests. Secondly, I’ve got no access to the syrup – or at least “legal” access to it. In other words, I’m simply a helper to the “genuine sugarman.”
My advice? Contact Boots. And good luck with that…
i am the sugarman and sweet too. boots
Oh my, let’s not get carried away, Boots.
shouldn’t that be “I am the sugarman coo-coo ca-choo”?
Never understood why you socialist grass roots activists always get the same rights as the rest of us good old fashioned red, white, and blue Vermonters get. I figured you would be at least on house arrest with a mandatory muzzle. And instead they put you on the radio.
Way to go, glad to here you are still in bussiness.
Wow, the Dilldawg makes an appearance. Welcome. For those unaware, I watched this fine young man grow up in the wilds of Walden. His father is a dear friend and a true activist who taught me an enormous amount about life, community and friendship. And, I should add, he also introduced me to David Sleigh, our lawyer, another Waldenite at the time. Small world, for sure.
Welcome, Dylan — err, Dilldawg. Now get your ass down for a visit. Or are you just like your old man and afraid to leave the Kingdom?