Holiday Hangover In Hoots
A Time Of Rest
During any holiday, Hoots kind of shuts down. On Saturday, there were some pre-Christmas events but all in all, the folks I hang with had vanished from sight. I guess this is a good thing. We replenish ourselves a bit.
On Friday, I was out for a bit and noticed a restlessness not that different from my own. Mr. Joe just needed out of the house. Our friend Sweetie had bought a Black Friday computer for her birthday and was beaming over her good
The Lovely Mr. Joe
fortune.Dirk Diggler looked tired. The Businator had grown a few days of a beard that suited him well. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in a baseball cap in the 19 years I’ve known him but it worked for him. Another friend found out her mother had been diagnosed with cancer. The sadness in her eyes sat like an anvil, but she kept smiling.
There are some things you cannot hide.
We love our families and friends, but there comes a time when family awkwardness drives us into the streets. Or in my case, my family was gone so I just went out with Squirrel Queen and did some observing. Next year, I hope to be able to spend the holidays out of town. Either in the mountains or in a hotel room, as I would easily become Minnesota Fats and live in one permanently if the financial gods decided to bless me. I love hotel living. I am unapologetic for this. If this can’t be done, I will make a traditional Turkey dinner and invite people that are alone for the holidays that I know to come and visit. Tis best to do things that are helpful and of value.
There was vegetable soup, thick and comforting, at the local diner the day after Thanksgiving and news of Tiger Woods on the television, although the accusations regarding his wife were not reported at that time. I think it is rather bizarre that Woods postponed his police interview. I am assuming that most people would not have that luxury. I am eager to see if the allegations are correct about his wife only for the fact that if they are not, then it’s just another case of “Blame the woman that married the rich guy” mentality that happens in this country quite a bit. If they are accurate, violence is violence despite the gender and she deserves to be dealt with in a legal, appropriate manner. The time factor though will mean that public relations people spent a busy weekend despite the outcome. The tabloids, tired of Jon and Kate and Adam Lambert, have new fodder to keep them busy.
It bores me, quite frankly, that we give so much energy to speculation and not to facts. I guess the facts will come, but yet I still am somewhat hesitant to give any thought to it.
Sharks In Hoots
I watched monster movies yesterday. A giant shark fought an enormous octopus and the movie even had Deborah Gibson in it. It was awful but I watched anyway, giggling at the bad special effects done poorly on what appeared to be a 10-year-old Mac.
Now, a question as I sit drinking coffee this morning. Should I write a book about Hoots? I’ve thought about it. What do you think, kind reader? Would people want to read about Hoots or can they do it here?
Trying to think outside the box.
clickety clack – get to writing
write…write….write..
Definitely. I read the below-linked article this morning. You could write the same for not-kids.
http://tinyurl.com/ydfv7wp
Write a book about Hoots, or write one about something else, then write one about Hoots. Then one about something else. You can do it.
This post is a fine example.
Definitely write the book, ‘Coma.
i love reading about hoots… book away, lady!
I say write the book.
Also, I say Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus is a great bad movie.
I kind of think you’ve already written the book on Hoots, myself.
YES YES YES YES. And I’ll even buy one if I can get it autographed.
Well, shoot.. I think I’d buy it anyway. I always enjoy your posts about the place, sooooo…..GIT BUSY!
like holly said, you’ve already done a lot of the work. But yes, yes yes, write the book on Hoots. I’d buy one.
I imagine it would be like the book love child of Rheta Grimsley Johnson & Lewis Grizzard.
Tiger Woods’ serious car accident was so funny (guess wifey caught up with his lies). It was reported that Woods went for a drive after having a fight with wife Elin Nordegren over an alleged affair the golfer had with Rachel Uchitel prior to the accident. But what I’d really want to know, who exactly is Rachel Uchitel and is she Tiger Woods’ mistress??
“Should I write a book about Hoots?”
I’ll buy it. If there’s a Zombie love story in there somewhere, that would be cool. But I’ll buy it regardless.
You already make Hoots more interesting than Bristol… and we have a race track.
Yes. I would read a book about Hoots as you see it but I’d probably greedily want to know more about the person doing the seeing than you might be comfortable revealing. The journalistic training of keeping the author invisible might take some undoing.
But if I was specifically asking for a book, I’d want a book on your bar and your church suppers and your community celebrations and the things that make Hoots a real place. And for god’s sakes don’t make it an elegy. Small towns have been dying according to popular wisdom since the colonial period and they ain’t dead yet. People find deep satisfaction in living in small towns and it’s easy to get stuck in them; that’s why they endure even though everything around them changes and the economy sucks and so forth. And tell the truth so that the people who live there say “Yep, that’s right. She’s got it right.”