originally posted by MarkS:
originally posted by Putnam Weekley:
I'd take a real job. If only I was qualified for one!
I'm flexible. I can rise early or stay up late (but not both). I've lived and felt comfortable in rural areas (Tzintzunzan,...
Wow. You've been there also? I had a mystical moment during my one-day visit
there.
Being another denizen of what most of the country calls an economic baslet case
(Upstate NY, in case you ask), I give you credit for staying the course. What is
so wrong about staying in a place you like but maybe not as fashionable as the other addresses of the other hip geeks here? You're the guy who has those wild hunting parties drinking barolo, right? Come east, I say. But not to the east of the fast growing sunbelt where pigs are grown in 1000-pen farms and a cesspool tank of excrement to match, or to the east of overpriced housing (yes, even still) of Florida or the Carolina coast, or to the suited capitol of the Republic. Nah, skip all that and some to where the air is clean, the water pure, and their are mountains and fields to climb and hunt in. Of course, I mean my own backyard: Central NY. You already love (or can deal with) winter, the northern latitudes suit you, and the people here have an orneryness that will welcome lost souls. Oh the places you will go, until you've found (or it finds you), Home.