Money For My Morels

Days Walking - 59

I just ate the very last Cheerio Oh of the Honey Nut Cheerios that Dad sent to Deadhorse for me. I tried to be careful. They were ever so tasty. I would keep fifteen Cheerio Oh's in a ziplock in my pocket and nibble them slowly during the day, and now they are gone. Waaaah.

Speaking of the Prudhoe Bay area, glad we missed this bit of fun. And for those of you interested in still more Ackian News, here's some fresh words regarding The Dalton Highway.

We watched The Matrix on my laptop last night, everyone took turns cranking. Such a work of art. It's too bad they never made any sequels. But, what could ever match up to the movie? It's best as a stand-alone, so it's good that the Wachowski's died in that plane crash the night after the debut of the movie.

And Star Wars. Good thing Lucas never went ahead and made the prequels. What could compare to the originals? And Highlander. Glad they never made any sequels to that. And Star Trek. Wait, Wrath of Kahn was good. Never mind. Kato - Star Trek 6? Come on naow.

We three girls are now sheltering together, as God intended. It's nice to be able to change clothes without often asking your cohabitants to 'Avert Your Eyes, Boys'. Personally, I peek. They probably do too.

Robin - Mmn, dijon mustard sounds good right about now. I totally agree with your dream analysis. Want to be my shrink? I could start sharing the truly scary dreams, if you guys can stand it. I don't know that Marina could stand to type them.

Kato - I didn't know there were coyotes in Ohio! Yes, it is a very creepy sound. We have mountain lions in California, but they don't howl in the night, thank goodness. Sleeping Beauty - blush - you flirt. No I'm Merryweather - the pudgy fairy in blue.

Heather - That Caucasian hash link was weird! The wacky things people will do. It would have been pretty damned funny if Kwame had broken Lucy's windshield. What if she chose to run him down? Now there's a road report worth tellin.

Sharon - Condoms / Birth Control: Jake and Anneli were able to restock while in Deadhorse, thank goodness. Where they find the energy to get busy so often, I dunno. Granted, I talk about being horny too often, but I don't know how energetic I'd be on most evenings...

Cheesecakey - Don't encourage me!! Bad Cakey! Glad you liked the pics - the mountains look very cool in person, with misty snow creeping down the curves. Can't appreciate that in a still.

Kthrne - No angry emails from men named Frank. Yet. They have been surprisingly laid back in my depiction of their devouring of humans.

Mike - Ooh, Making money for mushrooms, eh? Hmmn. I wonder how you know which are edible and which are poisonous? Seems like most mushrooms will kill you. Exactly how did primitive man figure out which varieties were ok to eat? Eat just a sliver and see if you get sick? Or experimentally feed different ones to the village death row inmate? Watch the animals and see which ones they ate, possibly.

Hmn, it would be interesting to earn cash on the walk, just for picking some mushrooms as we pass. Money for my Morels... Would that make me a sell-out? Hee Hee!

Seriously though, I think it's all about 'selling out'. The term has such a negative connotation, and from where? You bust your ass for years and years to become known in your field or industry or genre, and the minute you sign a contract which will give you the money and time to explore your art, you're a sell out. Whatever. Give me the money, thank you. People can gossip about my selling out all they like, and I'll be able to pay the bills while I get my create on.

Did I see a news thing about Star Wars toilet paper the other day? All right, that's when you're a sell-out. That's when you know.

We interrupt this post to bring you a low-self-esteem panic attack.
I was reading your wonderful, delightful insightful and damn funny blogs last night, wondering why the hell you waste your time reading mine. Good grief - Shouldn't you guys be our there Curing Disease, Entertaining the Troops on a USO Tour, or Solving World Hunger? Go! Leave me. I'll remember you all fondly on my deathbed.

Litany Webb, signing off

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