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014: sledding
[It's not hard to tell that things have gotten tense in the Midwest, starting with protests in Wisconsin, and now coming to protests in Iowa. In lieu of it, Jack has decided to take as much of the edge off as he can, in the form of bundling himself up and toting a sled up the highest hill in town, Mitch loyally at his side and far too excited for his own good.
Yes, the hill is a bit daunting, and he'll probably end up with his fair share of bruises and humiliation by nightfall, but it should be worth it in the end. One he gets to the top, he poses momentarily like a king about to take on an opposing kingdom. He is Macduff, ready to teach Macbeth a lesson. He is William Wallace sans face paint and kilt, replaced with a beanie and jeans. He is Napoleon, Alexander, and Caesar all in one tall, skinny, farm boy form. He has his mighty companion barking and rolling in the snow at his side. This hill is his battlefield, his Tannenburg and Hastings and Antietam all in one.
As he finally sits on his sled and pushes, he flies down the hill with a mightyscreech of questionable masculinity battle cry, his dog running after him and barking happily.]
Yes, the hill is a bit daunting, and he'll probably end up with his fair share of bruises and humiliation by nightfall, but it should be worth it in the end. One he gets to the top, he poses momentarily like a king about to take on an opposing kingdom. He is Macduff, ready to teach Macbeth a lesson. He is William Wallace sans face paint and kilt, replaced with a beanie and jeans. He is Napoleon, Alexander, and Caesar all in one tall, skinny, farm boy form. He has his mighty companion barking and rolling in the snow at his side. This hill is his battlefield, his Tannenburg and Hastings and Antietam all in one.
As he finally sits on his sled and pushes, he flies down the hill with a mighty
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[megan herself was getting a little tired of sitting around in her place, not doing much of anything. her dogs are bounding in the snow nearby, and though they sound pretty fierce growling at each other as they play, it's nothing but just that. she laughs underneath the beanie on her head, now fully prepared for the weather outside, if not a little slow on the uptake. she watches him sled down the hill, laughing.]
So, you've finally stepped outside to enjoy this?
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Yeah, kinda. Better than stayin' inside.
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Well, that's true. [she chuckles a little at mitch, ignoring her two howling at one another as they get closer.]
Mitch doesn't mind other dogs, right?
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Well I mean, it's either the ferret being bossy or the two wolf hybrids... [she laughs, watching as they acquaint themselves with one another before bounding off together with a huge ruckus of barking and howling.]
Got room for another passenger on that thing, Jack?
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I don't see why not. If anything, two of us'll make it go faster? Maybe? []
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Well, I mean, if there's a bit of a running start it should work out.. [sleding pro! except, no not really. she shrugs, coming toward him anyway, trudging through the snow in what looks like new snow boots.]
A running start might make things interesting.