another check on the bucket list

Quite a bit has happened since that last very boring post. One thing: I've decided that blogging just to blog, especially when my blog has "rarely updated" in the title, is silly. If I can't take the time to make what I'm saying make sense, or at least make it amusing, why post at all?

My attempt at humor (click to make it bigger).

Anyway, I can't believe I haven't posted about this yet, but here it is: This July, I went to a writers' retreat for my writing group. I had a goal in mind, but I had no idea if I would be able to reach it. "Shoot for the stars and you at least won't shoot yourself in the foot" was firmly in my mind.

Camping!!

I am incredibly sore. I just got back from an overnight camping trip with two of my friends, and have a sudden respect for "improved" sites. I mean, they kind of suck because there are more people and it's less "back to nature"y, but still. . . they have spigots and stuff. And you generally don't have to hike to them. Like we did. Loaded up with a ton of stuff. Yeah, trying to go up steep hills with a five person tent + poles + other random junk is really really painful, especially since the best way to carry said tent junk was on my back/shoulders. So my right shoulder is killing me, and I'm just generally sore all over. Although I got to take a shower finally. That was pretty awesome.