I put together one of these last year and was asked to provide a new one, annually.
What follows is a compilation of scribbles on scraps of paper, direct from brain to hand, unfiltered, and somewhat embarrassing in that you now have some insight into the real inner workings of my brain.
Love the word “home”
“Would you prefer to not share your campsite?”
Ghost hairs with braids
Pants with whales
Moki Dugway Freebird
The gentile and the saint
Universe did not throw a bone
Savory fry bread option
Elvis looks gripped
Dodge ball tournament
Drive up wash, get out of truck, lie in sand, Elvis is sentry
Coyote number 2
Not saying I’m damaged – I’m wise
If I don’t do this, I might start putting rat poison in my muffins
J and C have jobs that require both an education and a wealth of experience
(implication: I do not)
Greek gods on a row of thrones
Cannot drink from a bathroom sink
3 out of 4 corners
Do Mormons make fry bread?
People who rely solely on mirrors when reversing make me shake
Everyone’s a professional photographer in Monument Valley
Spilled or spilt?
A lot of white and a fair amount of soft too
(I am pretty sure that’s about my midsection)
I’ve been stagnant
I write for the fifty-cent Free Press
Elvis – doped – sitting in his anxious pose but his heart’s not in it
Gal on bike – “life is good” head nod
Have an owner’s manual, never taken out parts and…running shoes
Japanese man Jeep photo shoot
Totally cruisin’ then I found a rock and it fell apart
Are other people as entertained by themselves as I am?
Pleasant, likeable men
Things I say a lot:
- I’m Italian, I get really dark
- Yes, I go alone, no I don’t ever get lonely
- I’m the heavy one in my family
Storms get me revved
(revved? I would never use that word)
It’s like I’m in my mother’s body
Post-grand canyon fruita visitor center bath
Toothpicks and driving
Why do Mormon churches always have nice lawns?
In reality we were cocky and obnoxious and pains in the ass
Pants with crosses
Spacey with the worst sense of direction
All my water bottles are half full
Oh, to be a dog
Man flute a bee
Seniors art day at the Procession Panel
Elvis’ butt floats
Nekked in Utah
Not allowed cowl necks or Sassoon jeans
“Where’s your secret spot?”
Along with many other joyful challenges, menopause has brought the inability to sleep under down
Young gal who’d clearly been in her clothes for a few days
Adrenaline rush to get to restaurant sweating
I have Pavlov’s Dog
“To hell with herding piglets, I’d rather herd lizards any day.”
Sunset chair sweats book Martha’s Vineyard
Predator skull was actually a deer pelvis
We in the west do gates
Not enough chert in this world
Splooting in the sun
Educated beyond their intelligence
Hit man returns
What’s it going to do, give me giardia?
Where the F@#$ are the F@#$ing cairns and why the f@#$ aren’t there more of them?
Scarred by today
Where is the line between not giving a hoot and batshit crazy?
Coffee, peppercorns, Kelly Y.
Do not EVER ask someone if they want to share their campsite
Suzanne Strazza writes from her cabin in Mancos, Colo.