Friday, January 07, 2005
huh
well, I’ll admit that I thought that last post was pretty cool, but it seems the blogging public doesn’t have much to say about it. And I can live with that. I understand it. I’m mature that way.
Yeah right. I’m as much of a comment whore as the next guy (assuming that the next guy is a comment whore), so it does make me wonder. Not so much that I’d do anything about it, but enough to get me to make another post. So here’s what I have in mind: I just finished my latest little memobook, filled it on up to the end, and there’s a lot of crap in there that I planned to post but never got on line. So here are a few of those random notions, and I’ll keep cranking through them every so often till I’m done. Nothing like truly random crap to generate public interest, eh?
So without further ado:
* -Is it even possible anymore to aspire to the level of holy involvement achieved by our biblical forebears? And if not, if touching god’s garment or having prophetic participation in the cosmic scheme is no longer even an option, why should we even bother at all?
-Dude, it’s not a competition.
* Words in “Boontling,” the local dialect actually once spoken in the Anderson Valley:
Ite Vault (bank)
Doolsey Boo (sweet potato)
Barneys (cowboy boots)
Lassin’ Jacket (ornamental western vest)
Clout Sale (clothing store)
* The good times are finally over.
* Every problem you ever have is the culmination of every problem you’ve ever had - but demands, each time, a unique solution derived from every solution you’ve ever tried, bringing all prior experience to bear for a creative and tailored response.
* Bad sign: the clock in the jury assembly room has no hands - and the coffee machine is out of service.
* I’m not really comfortable with public incompetence.
That’s most of them, and enough for now. Time to call it a week. Starting Monday: Bad Weather - a seven-part series in five days. Bring galoshes. Rubbers, if you prefer.
