Want an adrenaline rush? Visit my house
Movie producers and race promoters have long told me the product they sell is adrenaline rush. But they can't manufacture the kind I just felt Monday afternoon.
Jasper and Elli just stopped by my house again, presumably to see my wife. She's out of town. So they looked at me from 20 feet below my front porch, turned their noses up to sniff the wind and lumbered on over the mountain. Neither made a sound.
What a rush. Elli could kill a man with one swipe of ...
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