tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31849511.post366626381834667379..comments2023-12-19T17:51:56.979-08:00Comments on Circles and Dots and Other Distractions: Letting Off BalloonsMichelle Glauserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01646213573761736892noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31849511.post-2920399093877048662010-07-18T07:03:26.294-07:002010-07-18T07:03:26.294-07:00Once I was backpacking in the Bearthooth Mountains...Once I was backpacking in the Bearthooth Mountains. Google them they are REMOTE. I was two days from any cabin (by foot) and 2 hours from any grocery store (by car). On the top of a glacier near a frozen lake my sister and I found a balloon for some auto store in Ogdon, Utah 400 miles away. We hadn't seen any signs of people in days. We were disgusted.theriddlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02805063039065405623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31849511.post-59064786312611288732010-07-15T10:03:41.412-07:002010-07-15T10:03:41.412-07:00Ha. When I was little every time someone wanted to...Ha. When I was little every time someone wanted to release their balloon a friend of mine would give us all a lecture about how that balloon would end up in a whale's blowhole and kill it. I've never forgotten that visual. <br /><br />I think your postcard idea is really fun. I checked out a library book the other day and someone had left a card with their name and address saying "write to me." I thought they just left it in there by mistake but now I'm wondering if it's some kind of sociological experiment. Maybe I'll send them a letter.Dashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07792187974084884106noreply@blogger.com