Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Living Room

In just 25 short posts (not counting this one), I will celebrate a 'lil ol' landmark. I'll have posted 500 entries on this here blog (including individual photo posts, but a what's worth a thousand words?). I've decided to celebrate by cloning this blog, with a fictional spin. I can already tell that I won't be ready for NaNoBlogMo; there's my health to consider- such a busy season- and also my ego. I absolutely won't post a hurried novel, or anything that I feel isn't Pulitzer material, and folks, I understand I've got a looong way to go yet. But maybe you'd care to travel that road with me? I've had that empty blog just waiting for over a year, and I picked up a wonderful book of fiction exercises to work through over a year ago, and finally, finally, I have attained the peace and inspiration and maturity to make use of them and seriously focus on some fiction. Obviously I'll keep posting about my real life here. There would be a mutiny if I stopped, and I've only just begun to realize the artistic potential of blogging reality.

There's nothing like hunting season to reinforce my opinion that there are too many people in the world. Evanston boasts a robust 13,000 permanent residents, plus a grand or two more employed transients; not bad for a busted boomtown on the Utah border. Wyoming is still the
least populous state in the Union, and yet, I sometimes feel claustrophobic. And I have heard the same thing from numerous disillusioned local hunters this year: there are just too many people. "Gawd, you can't go over the hill after a deer or an elk but some city slicker's already over there shooting at him," says Jeff. He packs smaller pistols in addition to his hunting rifles and locks all other valuable equipment in the horse trailer when he leaves camp, because "them hills is full of weirdos." It's a sad state of affairs. But it's still the best state there is if you don't much care for humanity as a whole, at least 9 months out of the year.

I posted the rest of the pictures from Monterey in the
gallery. Feel free to mosey around in there and have a look at the rest of my life since I acquired the magical Olympus.

4 Comments:

Blogger JOB said...

A, how long has it been since you have visited San Diego ??

October 12, 2005 at 12:17 AM  
Blogger Loweded Wookie said...

including individual photo posts, but a what's worth a thousand words?

I was going to say "What is a Dictionary? For 1 Million Dollars" (said in best Dr Evil voice - which isn't that great actually) but I'm guessing at that one.

October 12, 2005 at 3:13 AM  
Blogger dorothy rothschild said...

Perhaps it's that I have lived in NYC for too long, but the thought of a bunch of people--too many people in one place people--stomping around out in the woods blasting at anything that moves makes me a little scared.

October 12, 2005 at 10:15 AM  
Blogger Shepcat said...

Hunting season always seems to me an opportunity for a great many asshats to shoot and be shot by other asshats. And this is in no way meant to malign the many respectful and experienced hunters that make up the majority of outdoor sportsmen. I just hope there's no shortage of orange vests in Wyoming, is all I'm saying.

As for the empty blog, I for one will be first in line as it's being filled up.

October 12, 2005 at 11:03 AM  

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