I'm much more like the hungry old buzzard that told his roost mates as he lifted off; "Screw patience, I'm gonna go out and KILL something."
Patience is an overrated attribute. Matter of fact... it sucks. Kind of like the wind. They say the wind don't really blow in Wyoming. It's actually the consequence of how bad it sucks in Nebraska.
Just the ninth of March... snow still flyin' in the north... sometimes... but I'm restless and unproductive here in camp...
I'd hoped to be well into the second book I wanted to publish this spring and hell, I can't find the words to get the first one done. I could fill pages with words... but hangin' bad ones on there ain't gonna do me no favors. arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh... It'll come when it does...
Snow and cold still cutting into the good days in Colorado... but... there's work I've got to do... Ponderin' how hard I can push spring... and how much of that lousy weather I can tolerate.
Here below the Tonto Basin on Roosevelt lake... a fella can't complain 'bout the weather... only his driftin' mind...
A big red bike needs attention to get it ready for the auction block... a few things that I've lived with but should be done to sell it; and in there is the question of how much it makes $$$ sense to do?
Sellin' the scoot has to happen to fund resurrection of a leather shop so I can pay the inflation of affordability our savior (and treasonous) politicians have afflicted us with...While hoping to avoid the blight of having to chew on my cheek hard enough to allow me to choke out "yessir" and "nosir" to juvenile dimwit bosses who lack the respect and etiquette sufficient to lead this old soldier to a dairy queen...
Much to do... and waiting on things once I see the start of a trail is not a skill I've ever had in any great abundance.
No Idea where this trail leads. It just goes on. All I can do is follow along and try to stay out from under the falling timber.
Two more paid nights here at $3 a day then I'll pull out. Either SE into NM around Silver City... or NE past Springerville and Socorro. Kind of have to wait though for the race track to pay its bills to have the diesel I need... and propane if it turns out too chilly...
Though... after checking the weather man... it's supposed to be 70 something in Denver today but then 39 and snow again in a couple days... I guess I'll knot their undies if I show up early and make the cold come back huh?
Poor Babies... Guess if I have to Cowboy Up!... so do they.
Riding Another Circle
Brian
7 comments:
same ole same ole ,,can you fit into your wife's store for your leather shop??just a thought ,but then where to park the fiver,the world just keeps turning and we keep spinning the wheels ..hang on cowboy .. maybe in the next life ..lol
You are sitting in paradise for $3/day and you are still complaining. Just what would it take for you to relax and actually enjoy life? Not all bosses are bad. Not all jobs are intolerable. Unless you go into them already decided that you hate them. Might want to spend some time looking into that mirror to see why you are always fighting 'society'.
Hmmmm, I second that Shadowmoss!
I don't mean to downplay that you are making some hard decisions and I can tell you are in pain. I always try to speak as a friend. I just think that the world out there isn't as bad a place as you see to see it.
A man's weakness and strength, purity and impurity, are his own and not another man's. They are brought about by himself and not by another; and they can only be altered by himself, never by another. His condition is also his own, and not another man's. His sufferings and his happiness are evolved from within.
Author unknown.
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I am not a writer, just a reader, but I just had a stray thought wander by and I guess I should share it. Have you ever tried just being the character and then letting him tell you the story?
evtinker; actually, that's just how my stories play out... but the bugger is being quiet :-/
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