Camping and Hogs

Two random thoughts since I’m still without the time nor inclination to do a regular journal entry (nor, sadly, to answer email):

  1. It’s taken human beings thousands of years to evolve to the point where we generally no longer have to sleep outside nor on dirt. Why on earth would anyone want to do either of these things as vacation entertainment?
  2. Does anyone know where I can find one of those “hogs are beautiful” posters they used to have in all the barbecue joints in North Carolina?

Maybe later I’ll start one of those “100 Things About Me” journal entries everyone’s doing this week. Maybe not…