Be that as it may, it occurred to me that while I may have no words, I do, at least, have a mighty arsenal of pictures. So what better than to post some and call it a blog? And post some more later and call it another blog? I'm pretty sure I'll still get credit on the Productive side of my Life Worksheet without having to wallow in my current, albeit temporary (please, please, please) verbal inadequacies. And don't you worry, the talk will come back eventually. Slothitude cannot last forever. And you'll be sorry then, I promise you that.
Anyhoo, today's theme is New Mexico. This is prompted by the weekly discussion-in-my-head about moving out of this fine state. It's not that there's anything specifically wrong with it, I've just lived here a loooooong time. Much longer than I intended, and, frankly, sometimes I get itchy feet. Now that may actually be from playing Twister barefoot with my preschoolers earlier this week, but still. Still. I think about it. So tonight I decided to look at my many, many New Mexico pictures and remind myself what I love about this place. Hands down, it's the beauty of the land. Green chile? Good, very good. Balloons? Colorful and very exciting. State fair? Meh. But the landscape--aahhhhh, the landscape. It practically makes me turn cartwheels, it's so breathtakingly gorgeous. So please, join me in my pictorial ride through parts of this beautiful state.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present you with New Mexico, in all its glory.
(p.s. Please have mercy and count structures as landscape. It's the only way I can keep within this theme that I pulled out of my a--...um, carefully planned for your enjoyment. )
8 comments:
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okay. I'm more awake now and would just like to posit a notion; while you claim to have a scarcity of words, they are at the very least wity and pithy!Some of us, as you Well know are afflicted with acute blabbiation.not always enjoyable.
And the photos were grand. I especially liked #3.
Challenge: find the mogollon*!
*vanished after the Great Squirrel War.
1. Slothitude *can* last forever.
2. All state fairs are meh. County fair, that's where the action is.
3. "Saints & Sinners" as a liquor store name to me connotes honest folk without so much Attitude About Things. I mean, as compared to say, Oklahoma...where most of AJ's persona is interpreted as "damn but that aj is GAY."
Capital letters brought to you today by the New Insanity For AJ program.
Great photos! I love this state like an inappropriate lover and hence would never ever think of ever leaving. Besides, I hate packing and unpacking more than just about anything.
And if YOU leave, who is left to fully grok to my particular Stuartness?
Where the hey would you wanna go after that? In LA the only scenes like that are in the murals on the sides of the liquor stores, which do have their charm, but.....
Let us hear about your "new environment" fantasies.
DR: I KNOW! I think you were there for every single one of those shots. Good times, beautiful places, all made even better by the presence of mi amiga.
AJ: By dawg, you *are* queer! But it's a dang endearing quality, especially when combined with you're special combination of slothitude and porchwhine. Good point on the county fairs--that's where the Sausage Queen emerged from, you know (shudder).
Moi, I say to you now and mean it forever, I will never, EVER leave you alone in your Stuartness. No matter where I am. That is a promise.
afanny: Dude, I've *got* to come visit you in LA and get this nonsense out of my system. Only you & the Bobster can help me now, you know.
I'm here waiting for you. But right now the Bobster is closer to you on the wanch digging up dirt blobs. We are schizoid best-of-both-worlders! That's it! Maybe you too could become a commuter and have it ALL!
i think it's officially time to acknowledge that AJ is *not* the only one around here who tends toward the obtuse.
in fact, it seems membership has hit 100%.
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