Bedouin Bait Shops And Giant Pumpkins

This global economic crunge has added a delightful extra layer of stress to the usual drudgery of working for a living. I’ve expressed a desire to Paloma of vamoosing from the rat race.

“We should open a bait shop.”

She nods.

“How do we become Bedouins?”

She reminds me that I like to say the word Bedouin.

(I wonder if the Bedouins fish)

Of course, if Paloma and I end up running a bait shop, we’d likely be living in a setting which would allow Paloma to assemble an ark-worthy menagerie.

I think that I might try to grow a giant pumpkin.

“We saw that show on giant pumpkins,” she says.

It’s true. We stumbled across a documentary one night on PBS about people who grow giant pumpkins. We had to watch.

After a grueling day working at the bait shop, trying to produce a pumpkin the size of a small car seems like it might be a good way to unwind.

I wouldn’t be entering the competition chronicled in that documentary. It seemed like it made things too much about the people when it really should have been about the pumpkins.

I feel more Zen already.

And tomorrow, if things should get stressful at work, I vow to take a moment to stare into space and think of giant pumpkins.

I have one song with pumpkin in the title, but I have numerous songs by Smashing Pumpkins. Paloma and I saw them in ’95. The show was more memorable to me for the tiny toy raygun Paloma found and wore in her hair as an accessory.

And, yes, Jackie Blue and Landslide are cover versions of the Ozark Mountain Daredevils and Fleetwood Mac.

Smashing Pumpkins – I Am One

Smashing Pumpkins – Disarm

Smashing Pumpkins – The End Is The Beginning Is The End

Smashing Pumpkins – Jackie Blue

Smashing Pumpkins – Landslide

6 Responses to Bedouin Bait Shops And Giant Pumpkins

  1. wolf says:

    I thought you were going to suggest growing a large enough pumpkin that you can open a bait shop inside of it. Lo! Two hobbies combined into one!

  2. Anonymous says:

    Ah, the lure of the giant pumpkin… I have been drawn to that particular flame on more than one particular occasion. What sane man hasn’t?

    Nice to see that you and Paloma are still together, and that you have returned to blogging. I’m not sure if a bait shop is more profitalbe than blogging, but I suspect that it smells better.

    All the best…

    Ian, AKA The artist formerly known as ‘The Undead Survival Guide’.

  3. Barely Awake In Frog Pajamas says:

    Wolf, unfortunately, I believe that only giant peaches are zoned for residential habitation (but I like the way you think).

    Ian!!! OK, I don’t believe that I ever knew you’re name, but I’ve missed reading your stuff. Are you writing anywhere?

  4. Lower Your Expectations says:

    Most of my writing as of late has been outside of the blog’o sphere, but I’m starting to experience that little itch again.

    this morning I set up a new blog dormant gray matter on blogger, which is how I came across your blog. there’s nothing up yet but I’m hammering out a new piece which should be up in a few days.

    Nice to see you writing again.

    Best to Paloma…


  5. whiteray says:

    You know, you could start a farm, raising normal-sized pumpkins, and try to grow a giant leech. (Giant minnows don’t seem impressive enough.) Great post! (My word verification is “untwortl,” which sounds as if it should mean something, maybe in German or Dutch.)

  6. […] always pictured this song taking place on some dusty, desolate stretch of road in Arizona, so if Paloma and I ever open up a bait shop in the Southwest, I’d insist this song be on the […]

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