Well, I have to go to work, but, you know, basically, I called The Artist and Bow Boy last night and they kind of decided re-naming Centreville Reservoir is a Good Idea. And, of course, it's like a meme, one of those ideas you spread. But maybe not, too. I just told her I could write the letter and proposal, but she would have to mail and sign it.
They really like "Failed Amateur Submarine Lake", but I told them I think it's probably already been used.
I need to get that list.
It turns out there are some "upgrading" competitions going on right now that have all the local Florentine disciples of Machiavelli lined up poking each other with sticks. We could maybe wedge in there, and get some concessions in the heat of negotiation, we would otherwise never get. Monkey with it, basically. Make a prickly nuisance of ourselves. "All right! All right! Take the damn lake!"
Play hard softball with em. Generally, I hate to say this, but it's true ~ we're shifty-er than they. Are.
A bunch of these people are sort of connected, anyway. Well, for zample, the Artist was called in to consult on some stuff related to this. And everybody I know is "social". Everyone except us. They're Council, or Works, or Library, or Bizness, or Art Museum, you know.
We have a local celebrity who was really neat. I don't have time to tell you about him, but he was really neat. Maybe my techie has a web site for him. He got a book written about him, but the book isn't very good.
So. We're maybe gonna name a lake.
Cool, uh?
Something to do, ya know. |
