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Pissing Match with a Troll

One of the newest of my New Year resolutions is not to feed them, but I got drawn into it and am heartily sorry.  I'm taking a long cold walk with Big to the Cathedral garden to say some Hail Marys -  just to stay away from God Damn Duke City Fix where, in a cruel twist of fate, I am the troll.  

A well-meaning discussion group about the west side of Albuquerque versus the rest side east side of Albuquerque* miraculously turned into Rail Runner bashing and pronouncements about discovered aquifers and water desalanization (sic) being more cost effective than rain barrels.  I've overused the word ridiculous and am now banning myself.  You can find the link for yourself.

 * Could such a thing really be well-meaning?  Was this a set-up or what?

Comments

Hunter

Don't you remember, it was about the view?

Rocky

View of the RailRunner? Oh wait, no, they’re landlocked……

Coco

I know Hunter. I should've taken my own advice and kept it on that level. Or stayed away. Lesson all learnt now.

Inky Ink, Inc.

I thought you meant the troll under the bridge near Coco Headquarters.

Coco

Oh, there's him too. Not all of them are so easily recognized. (But the Devil follows me on Twitter now.)

Coco

Of all things, Big and I are shocked to discover they don't allow dogs in the Cathedral Garden of the Basilica. Of SAINT FRANCES.

Inky Ink, Inc.

After two decades in the City (in)Different I finally took a walk through that there neck of the woods looking to admire the Bishop's garden. So far as I could tell, it's a parking lot. Maybe they move it indoors for winter? Or perhaps someone stole it, as goes the way of just about anything not nailed down in this town. Or, alternatively, they might send it south for the winter. T or C perhaps.

Coco Lawton

My only comment on that post? Something about kicking the hornets' nest.

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