Shear Avoidance

How I Tried to Escape Reality and Ended Up Buried in 99 Sheep’s Worth of Fleece

What the heck does one do with a truck load of wool? Maybe I’ll use it for for stuffing. Hmm.

My newest “hobby” started like so many of my misadventures do, with a casual remark made over a basket of tortilla chips, at El Guero Mexican Restaurant and Cantina in Lenox.

I was having dinner with my fella Josh when we noticed his friends, Lincoln and “Baby E,…