I like my commute to New Hampshire (when I work out of that office). There is nothing more typically new England than that commute. This week, I had a couple of great days, with bright sunshine, and peak foliage. That’s when I really appreciate where I live. There was fog one of the two days, and I got this photo from the Stillman Dairy Farm parking lot in Lunenburg MA. (I’d have gone in to buy something, you know, because I was walking around the edge of their parking lot, but I didn’t want to drive a quart of milk up to work.)
My Loss is Your Gain
I entered a writing contest a month or so ago, to get a regular column on a fairly popular and trendy website. I liked the idea I had for the column, but I don’t think it was edgy enough. Or the sample column good enough to be brought forth on the national stage. Plus there were 1000 other people trying for the same 4 spots, and well, I may be pretty good, but out of a thousand people I would expect there to be four if not better, equal to me.
So I’ve decided to start writing up some of them and posting them here, possibly giving them a new heading up in the menu at the top. If you’re good.
Ready for a Nap, Sir!
Went into Cambridge to meet some Twitter people for the first time (every single one of them as lovely and wonderful as I’d hoped) and didn’t get home until 2am. And because I chose to drink diet cokes after the P.F. Tompkins show because it was late and I was going to be driving, I couldn’t fall asleep until three.
I am still trying to readjust to daylight. Went to my nephew’s football game to try out the lens I rented: the Canon 70-200mmf/4L (not the IS version). Got some good photos. Right now this one is my favorite, because it really does illustrate the mopping up of the field the opposing team did to us. Number 24 is my nephew. I’m hoping he can still give my sister grandchildren some day.
It’s 1am
I’m Not Worthy
I mean it. I’m being serious. It has been determined that I am not worthy. I was hoping I would be worthy, but there were other, worthier people. So I, and 995 others, will not be giving recurring columns on a popular humorous website. What that leaves me with is the sample column I submitted to the contest, along with the list of potential future topics. I am now free to publish them here, or elsewhere.
I actually recently registered another domain name because I thought it was very clever but right this second, I can’t even remember what it was. So maybe not all the clever. I also found another one that I didn’t register because I was a teensy bit low on cash (what with not winning any contests lately). But I may also register that one (I am not going to mention it here until I procure it, silly!)
What happens then is I have to make a decision – do I want to include those pieces here under the Big DumpTruck to try to drive up traffic from the 20 or so hits a day I get on my archives, or start off on the new domain and become rich and famous over “there.” I’ve had this domain for 14 years. It’s not like I’m going to just drop it.
Does the photography belong elsewhere? I let my photography domain go because I wasn’t really using it and didn’t want to pay the full renewal price. (Lord, am I cheap or what?!)
Okay, enough naval-gazing. I have some superheroing to do.