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Saturday, May 19, 2007

the wages of sin

Whose sin? I'm not sure. The petroleum industry? Ours? Either way, it seems a dismal waste of breathing air to walk a crew of six in for a kilometer to spend half a day planting five hundred willow trees on a dust-choked lease site at 30 trees a plot. For the non-planters in the crowd, that is a miniscule number of trees planted at a tree's pace in a maximul amount of time. Nonetheless, we trudge on, content to do our part to assuage the conciencii of our collective employers... due diligence and aren't we such a green oil company and so on and so forth.

Until next time, be safe. Ridiculously safe.

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