We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Heh --yes, do NOT take a nap against the trunk of that pore old dead oak tree. I had to take that pic because the late afternoon sunlight was so red to the black buzzards (is buzzard a vernacular term? --i never thought about it 'til now). So i turn back and put the camera back in the truck maybe 150 feet from the tree, then look back and there's six or eight more have lit in the same tree. I felt like Bob Newhart's wife that time she got caught in that Alfred Hitchcock movie.
LOL --yep --it must've been a fit of magalomania that they paired old Bogart (looking as worn-out as possible) with prim and young Hepburn --to see how high they could stack the deck against the movie and still make it work --