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To: E who wrote (928)	8/28/2004 7:23:51 AM
From: Poet	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

LOL! I can't stop laughing. Okay, let's try this sentence. It's the lead from an article in this morning's NY Times: From a party for hundreds at the Temple of Dendur in the Metropolitan Museum of Art to intimate apartment gatherings high above Fifth Avenue overlooking Central Park, the Republican National Convention in New York next week will be a more lavish, and certainly more expensive, affair than the Democratic bash in Boston last month.

To: E who wrote (928)	8/28/2004 10:25:36 AM
From: ManyMoose	Respond to of 1582

Fire Lookouts are very few and far between these days. Detection from the air is more common, cheaper, and more reliable. However, there are a few lookouts manned by volunteers, a task I hope to do someday when things are settled down. When I was on lookout, in 1962, my 'sanitary facilities' consisted of a one-holer down slope a bit, made of logs, no door, with the best view on earth. My stove burned wood, which I had to cut from the world's worst firewood, subalpine fir. I had to carry my water on my back from a spring a mile away and 1000 feet down. Mountain goats and marmots were my only neighbors. Nowadays, lookouts are provided with gas-stoves and water so they have nothing to do but look for smoke. How boring. Here's a web-page where somebody describes my lookout, Diablo Mountain. firelookout.com I had the old building on the left, not the new-fangled one on the right. Because I was above timberline and sat on the edge of a precipitous cliff, I did not need a tower. Towers are needed where the surrounding trees are tall, or the terrain is such that a tower offers a significant advantage. I got a lesson in Haiku from elpolvo, who we sometimes see in the Poetry Corner, but I had forgotten what he called "Five Seven Fiveness." Thanks for reminding me.