I'm finally back from Athol, Idaho. I don't know why I just said "finally" because it went so fast I feel like I just left.

OK, the "finally" part was the flight from Las Vegas to Ontario, Ca, today. Thankfully it's a really short flight. The plane gets to altitude, levels-off for a few minutes, then starts it's decent.

I got a window seat, which is my preference and some guy was in the aisle seat, leaving an open seat between us. I knew it was a full plane, they told us over the PA. I see this HOT blonde woman that I couldn't help but admire (honest, I didn't look obvious!) coming down the aisle and I'm thinking, alright!, all the aisle and window seats are gone, the planes almost full, she's going to sit right-down beside me!

But OHHHHHH no, there's this GIGANTIC man walking directly in front of her and he jams his giant self into the seat next to me.

Everything about this man screamed OBESE!!!!
At least a third of my seat was consumed with this man's fat, jamming me against the window, my spine looking like this:

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It only lasted about an hour and I was indeed able to still walk.

Remember I broke my back four months ago.

I think I feel pretty good, all things considered, because Dr. Stevo worked on my back for about fifteen minutes last weekend and I'm a new man. Gonna take more than a mountain of fat-man and lugging the Croft's boats around (that was NOT a complaint, I haven't had that much fun in years)to mess this back up. I've had a healing and I'm very greatful, STEVO! Woo Hoo!

Anyway, there's too much to tell about. If I was Don Croft I'd sit-down and fire-off five pages in five minutes. He types really fast.
Not to mention he's one of the most prolific writers I have ever had the privlidge to read.

And I'm including guys like Hemmingway, Vonnagut and Hunter Thompson, when I say talented writers. Which I'm saying.

So we gifted Pend D'Orielle lake with eighteen, specially-made earth-pipes that Don made from one of the wing spars of his crashed Ultralight.

Could I make that up?

The Navy watched us, we videoed the whole dang thing and had a total blast doing it. This is a big lake that a Polaris missle was shot out-of, in the sixties. I know, that's nuts. Think underground bases and tunnel-boring machines.

We saw 1,300-feet on Don's depthfinder. Gave me the creeps for a moment! Don says there's a hole in the bottom of the lake and subs can come and go. There's Navy assets all over the place there. We shot video of them shooting video of us, probably. Screw 'em.

We went to Sandpoint twice for burgers and crystal-shopping. Once by boat and once by Toyota. Both were excellent. Actually I didn't buy any crystals, but I did finally buy "The Book Of Stones" which I have wanted to do for a while. I saw the Croft's copy, browsed it a few evenings before falling-asleep and had to bring one home.

Our friend Homer showed-up around Wednesday and installed his Water For Gas equipment in the Croft's trucks. Now THAT'S another blog.

We sat in a Applebee's and designed his new business URL. Carol's idea, I'm pretty sure. It was fun!

She applies simple numerology to determine the URL's number, it's frequency, it's vibe.

I saw the trucks get better mileage right off the bat from Homers designs. Homer's gonna do my Astro Van. He's gonna get rich and save people a hell of a lot of money on gas! Now that is cool! Win/Win!

The burgers were excellent in Sandpoint, I had the same Blue Burger both times, because it was so good the first time. Heh. I'm like that. The place was called Mugs and Suds or something like that; a microbrewery. Homer was the only beer-drinker in the group. We came for the burgers and fries! Really tasty!!

The crystal store was awesome, wait I have a card...

Zero Point - Crystals, Gems and More
330 N. 1st Ave. Ste 2, Sandpoint, ID, 83864

They have a 1,200-pound Quartz crystal, that's about four-feet high and about three-feet at the base. From Brasil by boat, train and truck.

Looks a little Citrine, a little Rose.

Incredibly gorgeous! Next to it is a plaque that describes it's origin, who found it, how it got to Sandpoint, how it's the energy-vortex center for the entire town (I'm choking-up here) and it's the source of peace and love and harmony and all that...

Then it tells you to place your hands on top of the crystal, take three deep breaths and see if you don't say, "Wow!"

I said "Wow" really loud (I'm like that, too) and got this physical, ultra-pleasant rush all up and down my body, I can ALMOST feel it now in describing it. It was not subtle at all. More like, Wow!

Unbelievable.

Five minutes later, I noticed a young male kid admiring it and I told him to put his hands on top, take three deep breaths and see what happens.

He went, "Wow!"

Man, I had the greatest time. The Crofts are incredibly nurturing and loving people. I could move right in. :O) (if Carol would let me)

There's so much positive orgone there it's hard to decribe how peaceful and loving the place is.

The first couple of days I was there, they (the dickheads in the sky, oops, sorry)sprayed the heck out of the place. The sylphs came right-out!

We immediatly gifted lake Pend O'Rielle last weekend and the Sylphs were gobbling the chemtrails before we even started gifting and as the day went on, the Sylph display became more and more beatiful! I mean like once in a lifetime beautiful! I have never seen so many beautiful Sylphs at once, against a pure, deep-blue sky, it was breathtaking.

After gifting the lake, it rained Monday and Tuesday and we saw nothing but natural, puffy clouds, the rest of the week.

God I hope the video comes-out OK because it was so beatuful! I want the world to see it.

I had some camera problems. Geez, that's a whole 'nother blog, too. Ungh.

So, everyone pray my footage isn't crap and I can make a DVD these wonderful folks deserve.
I not only had audio problems, my camera now has a brand new disfunction; it makes a loud clicking-sound on start-up, sometimes, and won't work, I have to shut it-off and try again. There's an error warning in the viewfinder when it happens. I just spent $1300 at SONY getting it repaired, right before I left, a week ago.

Calling them Teusday morning.

Did you know Standard Oil Of New York owns SONY?

OK, I gotta print-out the few orders I got while I was away (I think I spent more than I took-in, August) but Don figures we can Boost the F%@#&s and kill their blocking bullshit.

Heck, we have to do that often. Big deal.

F%@#&s!

No problem, man. You guys can help; buy something or two.

Lot's more soon... I have so much more to tell and not the time to do it, right now. More later, for sure.

This post barely scratched the surface of my last week.

Love you...

Andy

PS. Thank you so much, Don and Carol, I love you guys like crazy!