Mountain Man and the Art of Writing

Sunshine on Green Gallatin Valley

Another beautiful spring day here in the Gallatin Valley. Spent a couple of bucks greasing up my bike chain yesterday, and enjoyed a little football tossing in Bogart Park. The Icedogs are rolling into the Championship game this evening, and if the season series has anything to illustrate about this game, things don't boad well for them. Dalton has carried them on his back their first two games, but this clearly can't last forever. We need a little offence.
Last semester proved rather successful GPA wise, and Emily and I spent as much time as our free internet connection would allow us, looking at Condos and Co-Ops in Downtown Detroit. All in all, its not that far off. Graduate School at Wayne State, would be hardly anything to complain about. Not to mention the beauty of those buildings in the old Paris of the Midwest. What can I say, be broke in an area as sought after is nowhere to near as nice as making it in the Motor City. The poverty out here in Rocky Mountain west can be rather distressing. This is only made worse by the tight-fistedness and greed of many of the money holders. Honestly, I've rarely seen anything like the way that business owners in Bozeman cling to their money. It's their sick little god. To many of them, the university and its students are a nasty little mess they have to deal with. Probably more like they can't abuse them readily as they abuse the impoverish, under-education element of Bozeman's populace. Don't think this is the same case throughout the whole state of Montana. Most of these people seem like the transplant type from California and/or Washington State.
Still working away on Moby Dick. Fascinating book. Little different undertaking a book of its depth and reputation without the framework of an university course. But, its still nonetheless worth doing. The cannibal harponer is a fascinating creature. Enjoying.

posted by Japhy Hunter (aka Daniel) @ 5:22 PM