BS"D


THE LITTLE BIG HORN IS CLOSED

Sunday, August 1st
As I sped down I-90 the fear of the notorious unplugging battery which put the kibosh on my May speaking engagement in Eugene, Oregon, began to haunt the back of my mind.
Instead, I wished I'd asked Michael for his last name (he ignored all my attempts to reconnect over Shabbes) so I could at least continue to reach out to him, hoping he was at least keeping the 7 commandments of the Children of No'ach:
· No blasphemy against G@d and or G@d's Name
· No idolatry or worship of other gods or objects
· No murder or needless killing of another human
· No cruelty to or eating the flesh of a living animal
· No stealing, kidnapping, or other theft or cheating
· No immoral sex acts like adultery, incest, or pedophilia
· Establish a justice system to enforce the Noachide Laws
Montana has great state welcoming billboards!
Hurriedly ate lunch of tuna & pickle sandwiches in the car.
In the early afternoon I encountered an aggressive gas station customer in Billings - banging his fist on the window right next to my face - some people get so rageful about buying gas.
8pm - the little big horn is closed :( Shame - I love road trips so I can visit historical sights as well, not just drive endlessly.
As the sun slipped behind the rolling hills of the high plain, I stopped for mincha & dinner standing outside the car next to the stop sign at the Parkman exit. There was *nothing* around except a single doe who was bound & determined to leap the barrier & cross the freeway in the dark. I watched her nervously & mentally pleaded with her to cross on the path underneath, but she worried her way across without incident, barukh haShem.
Stopped for oil & gas in Sheridan. The oil light keeps flicking on each time the car turns, & didn't have time to change the oil before the trip (not smart), so there's always a couple of litres of 10-40 in the back.
Red full moon, like a bloody visage. T"U b'Av. The Full moon, the great relief & forgiveness of this holy & intense month. A lunar eclipse on Jewish Love Day.
By 11:30 I was exhausted, so pulled over into the Powder River rest stop in Wyoming & slept in the front seat of the car.