First, an outdated rant: So, if I understand REO Speedwagon's Kevin Cronin correctly, he's going to bring this "ship" into the shore and throw away the "oars" forever. I'm trying to imagine what one man would do on a "ship" with oars. Not much, I'm guessing. What sort of ship is it, anyway? A Viking ship? And one guy couldn't reach both sides of a ship, so he'd just go in circles anyway. Hey, Kevin, you're not just going around in circles in your mind. You're going around in circles in your ship. And that feeling you can't fight anymore? It's called the tide. Hmmm. I've forgotten what I started ranting for.
And now, a stupid and anachronistic conversation among cowboys:
"I could swear that that there's the right mountain," Dusty said, spitting tobacco juice to the ground beside his horse, "but, if I recollect rightly, there was a big cloud over-top of it last time."
"What's that," said Lefty, taking a break from text-messaging David, his boyfriend, "A cloud you say?"
"Yessir. A biggun, as I recall."
"Hold on, Dusty. That doesn't make any sense at all," said Chad, riding up beside the two on his mountain bike. "Clouds move around. You can't navigate by them."
"I know that, dammit," yelled Dusty, eying Chad suspiciously. "I ain't stupid. I'm just sayin' is all."
"Well, then, that's probably yer mountain right there," said Lefty, "if the only difference is the cloud."
"Clouds tell you which way is up," said Dusty, smiling. "They's always up, clouds is. Betcha didn't think of that, didya Chad?"
"Not in outer space though, Dusty. In outer space there is no up. In fact...," Chad began. He stopped suddenly, however, when Dusty shot him in the head.
"I didn't much care fer that feller, Lefty," said Dusty, holstering his smoking pistol and flicking his reins lightly to get his horse moving. "Truth be told, I think he was a little funny. You know, like a funny boy?" Dusty glanced over at Lefty, who was coaxing his horse to follow along.
"Well, maybe so. Maybe so," said Lefty, "but that don't make him automatically a bad person, though."
"What'r you a-gettin' at, Lefty," Dusty asked.
"I'm just sayin' is all."
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
