Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Up A Tree

Up a Tree
Look closely and you'll spot yours truly dodging hostile squirrel-fire, as reporter Bob Buckley daydreams about his prep school days down below. What you can't see is Jim and Jan O'Malley, a delightful retired couple from up North who hunt land mines of sorts. That's right, they're professional Pooper Scoopers. If you find it strange that I'd shimmie up a tree to capture such a thing, well then you've never shot a dog shit safari. If you had, you'd know a little foreground - and a little distance - is a good thing.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Where do you come up with this crap? Sounds like a cool story. These two have got to be characters.

Anonymous said...

Looks like your reporter is bummed he could not get in on the pooping scooping action.

Now I guess I have to change my retirement plans since I always wanted to pick up dog krap in my golden years.

Carolyn said...

"While Bob stands sipping lemonade in the grass, Stu climbs the tree and wrestles the live anaconda."

Dude. Wild Kingdom. Bob is Marlon Perkins.