Tales from the O-NO Ranch 7-19-10
July 19, 2010
Gentle readers, have you ever remarked that you had a “nowhere” job, or a certain person was going “nowhere ” in life?
You may have said it pilgrim but it just isn’t so. As Doug so informed me and the rest of the coffee-drinking crew this morning at the T Bar, there is no such place as “nowhere!” Take a second and ruminate on that observation. A “n where” job is going to take you someplace. It may take you to desperation, humiliation or invalidation and you may stay there or you may quit, but you are going somewhere.
“That guy is going “nowhere,” you might have said. Ahhh … but he is because there is no such place as “nowhere,” at least according to Doug.
Now I might add that Doug is a big strappin’ feller that spends a lot of time alone in the woods and that may have something to do with his philosophy on life. He also brought to our attention that there is no such place as “Lost Lake.” Here we have a dad taking his son to “Lost Lake” to fish. When they arrive at their destination the lake has disappeared! “Darn that lake,” observes dad, “it’s gone and gotten itself lost again.” Ain’t gonna’ happen is it? Of course not. If you go to “Lost Lake” and it is still there when you arrive then it can’t be lost.
Well, I have to tell you children I’m getting’ a little lost trying to make sense of this column, but it’s been one of those uninspiring mornings where I’m bumping up against a deadline and desperately lookin’ under every rock for column material.
I could tell ya that I have had buckets and buckets or rain and this country up here close to Wyoming is in great shape for this time of year. Usually its very hot and dry and the rains come a little later in the summer, usually during Cheyenne Frontier Days and it may just keep raining. That’s OK by me but the hay men need some hot dry weather to get their crop in and there is a lot of hay this year.
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By the way, have you ever heard anyone say “no way?” There is always a way, good, bad or indifferent, right?
It’s time for me to find a way out of this column. I will close by sayin’, “there ain’t “no way” you can have a “nowhere” job and never will you arrive at “Lost Lake and have it not be there.”
Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c. ya.