cruising down a canyon

today i really wanted to write. i wanted a paper to hire me. i wanted a portfolio of funny, thoughtful, moving, inspiring pieces to captivate a man with a cigar sitting behind a 1920's oscillating fan so that he'd clap me on the back and say "good work, kid."

trying to ignore the issues of how the fan would affect his cigar smoke (and who even owns such a fan) i realized i haven't written any such pieces. :(

i need to be a brilliant, clever and entertaining blog writer so my popularity and readership will rival the titans like *tribune.com

but in lieu of such an article, today, dear reader("s"), i post a nice canyon shot. (i also really wanted to write about a canyon and that seemed easier than profundity)