it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
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you'll find your ignorance is blissful every goddamn time

Today, I got stuck in a snowbank in an unplowed parking lot, and AAA had to come haul me out. Actually, he couldn't get the truck in to haul me out, so the truck guy and I took turns pushing, and so the ranch was saved. (Front tires [drive tires] went down into a little dip, and there was ice at the bottom. Not badly stuck, but no way one person was shifting it.) All that exercise comes in handy in a clinch, it turns out. I couldn't actually have backpacked the Moby Smurfberry out, but I could probably backpack, oh, a sixteenth of a Honda. A short distance. With a good frame pack.

Speaking of packing--I am. Tomorrow, I depart the East Coast to spend a couple of days at an undisclosed location, doing glamorous secret things. (It's a consultant gig, but I'm not supposed to talk about it.)

I have about the worst case of impostor syndrome you've ever seen. But I can use the plane time to catch up on my reading.

I may be online sporadically. Feel free to treat this as an open thread until I get back. You could talk about books or something. If you fight, I will find out eventually.

"We owe God a death."
      --William Shakespeare
Tags: intentionally cryptic, the glamour!, the glamour! (and for once i mean it)
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