Off the beaten path so to speak

Sipping a coffee out here, step out of the normal daily stuff for a moment, did you grow up doing/living as you wanted to as a kid, if so, not everyone gets to do that, for many life throws a curveball and whammo off into a different direction. With MTU down the road some, lots of college kids doing summer jobs which pretty cool, work ethic on display everywhere. Met this little cutie at a counter, she noticed my wallet, told her I made it, then she got this look in her eye which I’ve seen before, (yes, I was looking into her eyes while thinking in situation like this, is why God gave man peripheral vision with manners). Those were not 38’s she was pointing me, those were G’damn Bazookas man. Sticking with manner I asked “Why”

And here comes… can you make a journal I need one for the field, field? she’s taking some courses like some starter school stuff, then onto somewhere else. I invoked Jones ,

don’t you have to get out of the library to be a great Archaeologist, she said that’s why she needs a journal. Ok gemmie your phone number (tee tee hee) I call ya when done.

Nothing fancy, don’t need fancy in the field, Ole jone’s journal, was floppy, no spine, function over fancy , yes yes yes, I gave her nickname