Monday, November 27, 2006

Hugh Jackman has nothing on me...

or at least he didn't.
From WWOOFING IN C...


Ah, much better...

From San Jose afte...

Happy now Francis?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So... Once upon a time I lived next to this fella named Robert Campbell. In fact, we lived next to each other for some twelve or thirteen years before my parents stole me away to a small, coastal, redneck haven called Panama City. For the record, this Panama City was in Florida, not Panama.

Anyway, at least ten years after last speaking with this Robert Campbell, I came across a blog and some pictures of a wiley-haired transient of the same name presently farting around South and Central America with his wife. I considered whether this might be the same Robert Campbell, but despite the similarities in facial structure and build, I couldn't get past the ridiculous beard and accept that this was the same person.

Nonetheless, best wishes to you in your travels. In the event that you are the Robert Campbell formerly of Hounds Run North, send me a note and let me know how you and your family are fairing. I'm incredibly jealous of you and this endeavour you've undertaken. If you're ever in Austin, Texas, look me up and stop in for a bit.

Matt Hoggle
matthoggle@gmail.com

(p.s. I read some of your earlier blogs. Good stuff! I purposefully haven't been in a Walmart in years, but they seem to be making some headway, so we'll see.)