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Smart enough to enjoy the clouds rollin on by and dumb enough to keep paying NJ high taxes lol.

Judging by the adhoc woods road parking lot you don’t need me to tell you where I’m at this morning. Let’s just say it was worth the ride on bike or 4x4. I should of left earlier today but a sticky bun slowed me down and my arrival was perfect I got to meet a little girl named Autumn who had the prettiest blue eyes. Get outside Piney Tribe because rest of the week looks to be in the 30s, it is winter still.

Did anyone see Piney Tribe and info on our new film in this weeks Sandpaper? @docksidekitchen

Ending the week in Mt. Holly at @spellboundbrewing I recommend the mango ale. I’ve got some exciting Film screening dates comping soon!

When I think of home in New Jersey this is what I’m thinking. Every turn a smoky pitch pine forest presents itself. Like a fine wine, it only gets better with age. The memory that is. Of growing up running down backroads with sugar sand filling your shoes as you burn off youthful energies. Stopping only long enough to pick wild huckleberries in a patch granny pointed out to you the day before. Those same roads driven in a beat up pickup truck rising shotgun with granny and grandpa looking in the spring for poke. Grandpa would say, “Cut it out here where the government chemicals from the black top roads can’t get to it.” Back at the homestead along the abandoned railroad tracks granny would clean the poke and fry it up in a pan with some butter and I’d wash it down with homemade sun tea cause what kid thinks anything green is tasty? Sure wish I could take one more trip down that sandy white backroad with them with me riding shotgun with my arm hanging out the window. Then one last meal in granny Lewis’s kitchen along those old railroad tracks deep down in the Pines of New Jersey.

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