so, as a way to
it was tough, but i enjoyed this exercise in enforced minimalism--enjoyed it, that is, until i realized that the contest entry window counts hyphenated words differently than does my word processing software, and i'd have to pare my perfect entry down by three more, godfuckingdammit. but i did it.
i can't believe i've never told this story here, because it sums me up so goddamned perfectly, but whatever.
The Spiderweb Story
Upon moving to LA, a new friend took me hiking in Griffith Park. As we crested a hill, we were frozen in our tracks by the spectacle of a spiderweb stretched between two trees--size of a bedsheet, rippling slightly in the breeze, every gossamer spoke limned in golden fire by the setting sun.
When I cut him off in mid-gasp by reflexively pointing out a dime-sized hole in the upper-right corner, he looked at me, said, “Oh god, you’re one of those.”
Yeah, I’m one of those.
in retrospect, i really wish i'd titled it as i did this post, but that's probably just the booze talking.