Deer hunting season over (some late season bowhunting possible). Shaved beard last night, had nice evening in with family. Got pigs back Friday, so tomorrow we combine the animals in Sausagepalooza.
Slim year hunting-wise. Got a nice doe (thanks to my daughter, who was right there with me and wearing her lucky socks), but missed my chance on a buck. He saw me first.
But I can feel the quiet sundown forest in me and sausage notwithstanding, that’s why we go.
Young’n's current read-again’n'again’n'again favorite is This Rabbit Belongs to Emily Brown. Great illustrations, and just enough wry subtext to keep the grownups interested… By Cressida Cowell.
I see Volume One did an article on Greg Gilbertson. I’ve mentioned him before, he’s from right up the road. Recently while I was struggling through a B to A transition on the Heyde Center stage I gave a little shout-out to Greg, gave him carte blanche to use any of my riffs. I’m gracious that way. The Volume One piece is over here.
At 11:14 a.m. today (Wednesday, November 25) KFMG will be rebroadcasting an interview I did on their show The Culture Buzz. It will stream online here.
Had to stop back in the office to take care of some actual work. Strange to be in the deer stand, skulking around, then suddenly back online communicating with civilized people. There is something fascinating and potentially disturbing about how quickly we can shift modes/personas. I find this happens during travel also. It is my theory that in less than 24 hours we can develop whole new routines and obsessions. Or even in the course of a single airline flight. This is an essay for another day. Right now I must get my work done so I can go back to skulking.
Over on Facebook, someone asked if I could list all the songs I mention in my books. That seems like fun, and perhaps one day I’ll do it. Right now, however, I’m deer hunting. So I hope this will tide you over.
It is Holy Week in Wisconsin. That is to say, I am in the woods. Most of the week. Blogging will be light.
Posted a photo of last year’s deer hunting beard recently. Now photographer and author David Marcou has published another bearded photo of me he took in LaCrosse a few years back. You can see the photo here.
I am told the photo will be included in Mr. Marcou’s upcoming book A Modest Archival Photobook. When the book is available, more information will be posted here.
“No doubt about it.” As it is employed by sports talk radio jocks. Yes, I get me a little sports radio talk now and then.
“Sort of” and “kind of”. This is the NPR equivalent of “like” and “y’know”. Seriously. Listen to a day’s worth of interviews on NPR and see how many times you hear this. The thing that really grates my teeth? I catch myself saying “sort of,” “kind of,” and “like” all the time.
The last time I wrote about words and phrases that creep me out, the folks over on Facebook really went to town.
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