Walked six miles in the sun and found nothing at all that made it worth pulling the camera out of its carrying-case. I've hinted that this area is singularly dull image-wise, and now I'm out-and-out saying it. It's nowhere for a photographer.
I'll say one thing, though: this kid's a real Texan. Or maybe illiterate.
* Yeah, like you care....
PARENTHETICAL I'M-NOT-A-TOTAL-DUMMY (MOST OF THE TIME, ANYWAY) THOUGHT: I do happen to know that "dogie" is, as the dictionary reminds us, a Western term for a "motherless calf." I remember "Git Along, Little Dogies," as performed by a bazillion cowboy singers (usually twangin' away on a gee-tar while astride their hosses). I still think this was cute, and kinda Texas-y....
I'm not gonna say it...
ReplyDeleteYa don't have to say it, Doug. I know "dogies" are orphaned calves....
ReplyDeleteSo the kid was illiterate or can't draw!
That's not what I was not gonna say ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou can always say what you weren't gonna say, Doug.
ReplyDeleteI can take it.
Except when it makes me feel all sad and stuff....
I'll only say it in private.
ReplyDeleteOh fine, "Mag." Now I can stew about whether I said something dumber than usual, made a huge-O spelling error or otherwise disgraced myself (again).
ReplyDeleteThat's all right. I can take it.
*sobs bitterly*
*having a good chuckle*
ReplyDeleteNot about you...always with you.
they must know something I don't.
ReplyDeleteThere must be a double entendre here somewhere.
Oh well, a Texas kid talking about dogies is a good thing.