1. Little Stacks of Rocks!

    WHAT IS  IT with these little stacks of rocks?

    Here, this is what I mean:

    That’s exactly what I mean.

    I don’t know where I found it.  I pulled it off some website.

    I can do that, right?  I probably should talk to my attorney about that, but for the time being, let’s just say that if it’s your image, and you want me to pull it down, you just let me know.  It’s up to you.  I would, personally, think it’s something of an honor to have your picture featured here, but that’s just me.  But you just let me know.

    Anyway, what’s up with the little stacks of rocks?  I’ve been seeing these things for about ten years now.  Is this some stupid zen thing?  Or some sappy one-with-nature Indian thi– Oh, oh, pardon me, some Native American thing?  What is it? Help me out here.  Because I’m seeing these things everywhere, and frankly, they’re starting to piss me off.

    I just got this in the mail:

    There it is again.  And, no, no, no, it’s not my birthday – thank you, but it’s not my birthday.  It’s a reminder from a chiropractor, sent to whoever lived here previously.  Must be his birthday.

    The point is, there it is again.  The little stack of rocks.

    Okay, let’s try something here.  Google images.  Ooh, let’s say…”stacked stones.”

    Holy crap.

    Clearly we’ve gone from mildly annoying trend to hackneyed cliché.  What is it with all the stacked stones?

    Is it supposed to be arty or something?  You’re stacking little rocks on top of each other.  How is that art?  This is suddenly something beautiful?  No.

    You know, it occurs to me the first time I saw this was when I was mountain biking a few years ago, and came up to the top of this ridge out in the middle of nowhere, and there was a little stack of rocks, maybe six, eight inches tall, just like in any of those pictures.  It didn’t annoy me then, but it annoys me now, and if it’s still there next time I’m out there, I’m kicking it down.

    Now, understand: I won’t make a special trip out there to kick it down, but by God, if it’s still there next time I’m out there anyway, it has a date with my foot.

    Same thing goes for any of these things I see at the beach, because now that I think of it, I always see them there, too.  So let’s just all calm down and stop stacking little rocks and then taking pictures of them.

    Posted by on March 31, 2011, 3:46 AM.

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