Sometimes Thursdays are hard, one long day away from Friday…”boot day”. Today was hard. I’m helping some folks make some program decisions at my day job. They need about a three foot high pile of paper to help them to agree and to plan. Someone asked me for some demographic data, census population numbers that the State agency had provided, I remembered from sometime last week that the paper it was on was green. And then I thought some more about it and got frustrated…mad that I was letting my brain fill up with garbage like that, remembering green paper. That all those bureaucratic details are bound to be squeezing out boot stuff, stuff I learned in Texas.
Sometimes my life doesn’t seem to make much sense…day jobs and boot dreams…seems a little like some kinda Roger Miller song.
“You can’t crimp vamps on an advisory board…
You can’t crimp vamps on an advisory board…
You can’t crimp vamps on an advisory board…
…but you can be happy if you’ve a mind to.
You can’t take a shower in a parakeet cage…
You can’t take a shower in a parakeet cage…
You can’t take a shower in a parakeet cage…
…but you can be happy if you’ve a mind to,
all you gotta do is put your mind to it.
…knuckle down, buckle down…do it…do it…do it.”
Tomorrow morning I’ll work on my web page update…maybe get the lip knife out, or try sewing in circles. (tgif)
I’m back from my roadtrip…just went drivin’ around for a couple of days. It was beautiful scenery….there was one mountain pass that had evergreens and rough white sand. It looked just like trees growin’ on top of the moon. When I got home last night, I picked up my mail… and got my copy of Cowboys & Indians magazine. There’s a feature article about boots, have ya seen it?
So, I was prowling around the web looking for stray bootmakers, and I came across this in my google.com search…. “eHow to Make a Cowboy Lamp” (using an old boot), and “eHow to Make a Cowboy Boot Christmas Stocking”. My favorite “eHowdy” hint was that you shouldn’t choose a needle-nose-toe for your boot stocking, if you want Santa to leave you lots of Christmas loot, they recommend a wide box toe. I’m already getting Christmas catalogues in the mail, so I guess it’s not too early to start worrying about these kinds of things.
(P.S. Just so you know, I’m going on a short roadtrip for a couple of days…and I’m leaving my laptop at home this time, so check back for a new weblog entry sometime after Monday. ..See ya!)
Do you think Johann Wolfgang von Goethe would’ve ever bought a lottery ticket? Not to say that a “committed” person would have a better chance than anybody else at winning…but just think of the spending spree.
So, yesterday I was minding my own business, in the middle of “The City” (that would be San Francisco in these parts). And I meet a woman named Karen Quest, we start off talking about hair color and I later come to find out that she is a Western star of sorts: a performer, a rope-twirler-spinner-type. Tonight, I was talking to my roommate…and I asked her if she thought that to be a little strange, I mean, what are the odds of me running into a cowgirl like this in San Francisco in the middle of a Saturday? Well…Ann passed this along, saying Johann Wolfgang von Goethe had an explanation…
“Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation) there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.”…hmmmmm, kinda makes sense don’tcha think?…it’s the boots.
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