Forgive me if I'm getting all prematurely Wyoming-y on you these days, but yesterday I found the following facts on the news wire:
1. The state currently holding the title of lowest unemployment rate in the nation: yup, the Cowboy State, although I think it has less to do with cowboys (Wasn't that gay cowboy movie set in Wyoming? No, not that one, this one.) and more to do with the massive amounts of low-sulphur coal they're unceremoniously ripping out of the ground in the Powder River Basin and the bajillion natural gas wells they've drilled in the upper Green River Basin. While I obviously have serious concerns about both of these activities, the energy industry is (so far) recession-proof. In fact, taking in the electronic, coal-powered glow of these letters from your computer screen is keeping some Wyomingite in Cheetos and beer, so good for you.
2. A Gallup survey of Americans' well-being ranked Wyoming third, behind Utah and Hawaii. MSNBC spun it as a "happiness" poll, and I'd like to think that any state where the cowboys can be gay is a state where we can all be gay. I intend to be quite gay there, gayer than a singing nun on a hilltop.
Add to that Wyoming's enduring title as the least populated state in the union, and I'd say I'm looking forward to going back. Unfortunately I've still got several weeks left before I even need to start packing and I'm having a hard time thinking of ways to occupy myself. Check that- constructive ways to occupy myself. There's just not a lot to be done at this point. Sure, tonight the lady and I are planning on seeing How I Became the Bomb at the Pilot Light (any Knoxvillian readers who like 80's-style synth-pop should come on down), but then what?