prematurely grey

We all know that I stopped writing this thing. The life just seemed to go out of it for me, as I began commenting more and more on Burnt Orange Report and obsessively scanning Daily Kos for signs of sympathy for the Lone Star State. Life got busy. I wrote emails instead of rants. I wanted people to like me enough to trust me. That meant turning down the voice of the crazy person who drives around Austin, listening to the radio in the hope that she won’t go on a mad spree on her keyboard, shooting herself in the foot five minutes before the Messiah shows up.
Well, in a series of unrelated Montana-related communications (when did Montana become quite so important to me? Oh yeah, when I started in on the Texas Tester thing in January), there’s been a request for a little action from Prematurely Grey. Normally, I let these occasional requests roll off my back. I’m not a shark for nothing.
But two from Montana? Montana? Home of the Geologic Feature Most Likely to Bring America to Its Knees? Who woulda thunk it?

Today is the birthday of one of the two “Montanans.” (It also happens to be Salman Rushdie’s birthday, so maybe I should treat this “Montanan” as the troublemaker I think he really is.) In honor of this event (and some other things that happened in Montana), I write this mercy post. Yes, there’s more to come. Yes, I am completely paranoid that if I begin writing this thing again I will be risking far more than I ought. Of course, I have no choice in the matter.

Yesterday, my horoscope said that I should begin a project in secret, so I didn’t dissipate energy by telling people about it. Naturally, I thought it was about sewing. But maybe, just maybe, it’s back on the horse of thinking. And that means writing. And that means that somebody’s not going to like me. And that means a world of pain in any political interaction. And them’s the breaks.

Here’s your horoscope for today, buddy. Looked at it in hope that I could just erase this thing and get on with my life. You can see how well that went:

Gemini (May 21-June 21): Your intuition is strong, particularly with regard to figuring out what makes people tick. With your natural gift for gab, you’ll probably be able to talk anyone into anything. Close a deal over lunch.

Happy birthday, Salman. You really do have the snake’s point of view in all of this, don’t you? Thanks for tossing me the apple the other day. Let the dissipation begin!