#stone mountains

[mumblelard]

hatsuhinode with mumblelard and fallie and finnie

the three of us hiked up stone mountain in the dark and watched the first sunrise of the new year together

this year was extra windy. the granite was dry, the fitting secure. i saw one parent, fighting the wind, holding their toddler down on the ground by their shoulders while another parent tried to put an extra coat on them before the toddler or the coat blew off the mountain

fallie brought out the hand-knit shark hat that i bought him the first year we dawn hiked together. he didn't have a hat then because we live in a subtropical climate and also he was a teenage boy

there was a person in camouflage coveralls and a purple times-square-planet-fitness twenty twenty-four top hat who seemed like they might be in charge of everything

the drummers this year were little kids doing a recital. they accompanied a dancer in white robes

there was no obvious cult presence like previous years, not even the new year's regime exercise cultists

in the last month, the three of us have been in the middle of a lot of intense change, some good, but also some actual upheaval, and an ongoing hold-your-breath-slow-motion family emergency. we are all fine; it has been difficult to find extra words.

i know some of it will be good, and some of it will be bad (and some of it may be very bad) but i'm here to see what happens next

[mybeautifulpoland]

Sudetes, Stone Mountains, Poland by Janusz Krzeszowski

[mumblelard]

hatsuhinode with mumblelard and fallie and finnie and also happy new year imaginary constructs!

it was the sixth new year's day in a row that fallie and i hiked up stone mountain in the dark to watch the sunrise and this year for the (first time ever!) finn joined us too

the taiko drummers played, but not for as long as usual, and only after the sun actually rose

it was the most crowded year yet thanks to a single large group of chanting cultists ("we love applebees! we love applebees! we love you!" sic (where applebees was actually the leader's name which we never actually made out clearly))

it was the windiest year yet, and cold standing on a giant piece of quartz in the dark, but worth it, as always. it was a very good morning

also, cassidy pointed out recently that mumblelard is the top gurgle result for hatsuhinode stone mountain. congratulations mumblelard* on your notable index score

* the nodal hive aggregate model as represented by these and other bits of bits, carefully modulated electrical impulses, and light, you know, not me, the organically mortal universal consciousness extract

[mumblelard]

hatsuhinode with fallie and mumblelard

it was our fifth year hiking up stone mountain to see the first sunset of the year and it's one of my favorite things i do

happy new year imaginary constructs!

also, the drummers were back!

[mumblelard]

hatsuhinode with mumblelard and fallie

the fog was dense and relentless. we never actually saw the sun. there was just a directionless gray glow and it was wonderful

happy new year imaginary constructs

[belowthebiblebeltpodcast]

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Book Ten: Travel

In which the good ol' boys are eastbound and down, loaded up and truckin', but not before reflecting on Christoph Waltz's exceptional facial hair. While James dodges bottles of urine and dances with scorpions, Matt gets locked in a life-or-death struggle with the shallow end, as one host reveals the least-harrowing disability imaginable, the other is drawn into the most polite hostage situation of all time, and the good name of Mississippi is forever tarnished.

ALL GLORY TO THE LASER GOD!