Click the image to visit my new blog, HICKWILLY.Ma Pocock was happy to hear the news for obvious reasons.
I'm neither crazy nor a bastard - so it's false advertising.
For those femme-types who think I'm crazy, well, that's just because lily soft minds will never understand rough and ready country ways.
Chow!
I never thought you were a Crazy Bastard, but I dared not to question your identity. I don't think you're a Hick, either. You are one of the very few Real Men I've known, riding the seam between Machismo and Enlightenment.
ReplyDeleteYou are the Macho Monk of Deerwood Forest, and I will follow.
Our psychic bond sustains me, Kat. You're my solid.
ReplyDeleteI like the hick angle as I think of it these days. For me, the negative of the hick mind is to wallow in the pride of ignorance. Hick knows they know nothing about city type things and just love it.
'City' is the opposite of Hick. City wallows in being wise to all the angles. City loves to be hip-cool and career smart.
I'm trying the positive of Hick which is knowing that I don't understand the complexity of nature (in my case), and embracing better understanding from a naturalist approach.
That 'Macho Monk' sure rolls off the tongue. Though I get hung up on the swaggering aggression as macho is often conveyed.
My ideal macho is the noble Zorba The Greek character. Zorba is my hero.
Where will I get my dose of Billy?
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