Traveling intermission
Trip one to the Dirty South is over and done. Kentucky was bo-ring. Actually, Kentucky was fine but my job down there was boring. Reading essays for eight hours a day is not quite as glamorous as it sounds.
So I'm back in Pullman for a day before taking off for the next week. Montana job interview and back down to the South. Mississippi this time. Unfortunately, I won't be able to go to the birthplace of Elvis this trip, since I'm on the opposite side of the state. I'm hoping, though, that the Elvis aura will be strong wherever I am.
Anyways, that is my excuse for the limited posting. Nothing truly exciting has been happening, so I don't think it matters. And I move next weekend, so no more fun stories about neighbors yelling non-stop. At least I hope so. That's the excitement of moving and meeting new neighbors. I don't think it can get worse, so that's something to look forward to.
Plus the fun of the actual move itself. I have already made two trips to Goodwill and thrown away numerous things, but, good Lord, I have a lot of crap. And by crap, I mean valuable, irreplaceable items. Who else owns a 1977 Elvis/Graceland Coca Cola memorial bottle? Or Lisa Lisa's debut album on vinyl? Or Red Dawn on VHS? It's tough to be so classy.
So I'm back in Pullman for a day before taking off for the next week. Montana job interview and back down to the South. Mississippi this time. Unfortunately, I won't be able to go to the birthplace of Elvis this trip, since I'm on the opposite side of the state. I'm hoping, though, that the Elvis aura will be strong wherever I am.
Anyways, that is my excuse for the limited posting. Nothing truly exciting has been happening, so I don't think it matters. And I move next weekend, so no more fun stories about neighbors yelling non-stop. At least I hope so. That's the excitement of moving and meeting new neighbors. I don't think it can get worse, so that's something to look forward to.
Plus the fun of the actual move itself. I have already made two trips to Goodwill and thrown away numerous things, but, good Lord, I have a lot of crap. And by crap, I mean valuable, irreplaceable items. Who else owns a 1977 Elvis/Graceland Coca Cola memorial bottle? Or Lisa Lisa's debut album on vinyl? Or Red Dawn on VHS? It's tough to be so classy.
posted by Ace | 8:25 AM
3 Comments:
Glad to know you found reading essays a thrilling job. It makes the rest of us poor slobs who have different jobs envious.
Kentucky is NOT da South. Ain't u a historian???
Good to hear from you! (I know, I could email, but I like the blog updates, too...)
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