Mountain Clams

Opening kickoff!

This is probably going to sound a lot like every other first-time blogger's first-time post, and for that I apologize in advance. I actually have no idea what I intend to write about in here, except that it is a good idea to write something, or keep a diary, or something. One of the voices in my head suggested that it might keep me sane.

I guess I can start with why I chose "mountain clam" as the name of the place. It reminds me of the urban legend about the scuba diver that was found in the middle of a forest (see http://www.snopes.com/horrors/freakish/scuba.asp). Scooped up from the water and dropped miles away sounds like me. I grew up on the east coast, in New Jersey, where I spent a lot of time on the beach or playing in the ocean. From there, add 22 years, mix well with life, and voila': living in Colorado near mountains. The things I miss most about the east coast would have to be family and the ocean. Both are really important to me, and neither gets a visit from me often enough. The ocean doesn't even call any more. It's not like it doesn't have my number.

But now I'm "settled down." I'm married, I have a mortgage, car payment, 2.5 kids (let's just round off to three, shall we?), and a steady job. "I'm in debt up to my eyeballs" but I don't have the spiffy ride-on mower that the guy in the commercial had.

So raise your glass! A toast to the beginning of something that will hopefully go as far as a mountain clam. At least it's not a Rocky Mountain oyster!

posted by Brett @ 3:25 PM