About The Rusty Sage Brush

About The Rusty Sage Brush

What:

The Rusty Sage Brush is not a straightforward blog about eating cheese. There will be some whining, a few naps will be taken, and old cars will be parked under shade trees, but we will try to not cut it. Some of the posts will be honest, direct, passionate pleas. Others will be contemplative, creative, meaningless musings. A few will attempt to be instructive and/or informative and some will be nothing more than pretty pictures—a metaphorical dancing in the rain. And, at times, downright lies will be provided for napping and disappearing from the world in. The difference will be yours to decide. Just be careful of the sagebrush. It is a little rusty.

The topics will range from the close analysis of ancient texts, philosophical musings, spiritual contemplation, road trip documentation, old cars (specifically Volvos), political musings, tall tales, fake news, and even a poem or comic strip every now and then and, cheese.

Who:

Currently, the voices are limited and do not have any critical, creative, or useful writing skills, but as this is being published on the internet the writers do feel a little overqualified. There will be words and at times, even, sentences. For the most part nobody wants to take responsibility for them. The people behind the blog used to put together a print publication which is no longer in print. Here there is a desire to start again. Also, all pictures and post are original--except where quotations and other obvious exemptions exist--to the authors of this blog and therefore all rights/permissions belong to them.

When:

The goal is to in time develop a regular almost newspaper like schedule, but at first, for the most part, the postings will be random and based mainly on the availability of a good quality cheese. As the authors become sure of the process and what they desire to accomplish, the schedule will also become more certain.

Why:

The world tends to take itself too seriously. The Rusty Sage Brush wants to be the metaphorical little boy stamping in a mud puddle, introducing play into the overly self-important world humans tend to try to create.

There is a sense in which the name implies this. Maybe some sage words will be posted but the sense of artificiality felt in the organic plant composed of rusty, carbon, steal will function more so as weeds in the attempt to cultivate complete thoughts.

I hope you enjoy.

The Rusty Sage Brush 

Contact: about@rustysagebrush.org