|Trials and Travails of a 20-something|
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
I was going to write about my Memorial Day trip to the incomparable town of Fayetville, Arkansas, but you know, I just don't feel inspired. The preponderance of paunchy, overweight Arkansans filling my peripheral vision over the weekend just sucked the meat of my creativity from the marrow of my bones. Or something like that.
There really was an unbelievable amount of fat in Northwest Arkansas. The region is home to some pretty good hiking trails, yet I'm pretty sure that not one in 1,000 residents have even ventured one step forward on them. It's too far from air conditioning, Jerry Springer and barbecue-sauce-slathered lard.
Anyway, it was a good weekend. I think I lost 3 pounds hiking 15 miles. And it was neat to be in a place so devoid of remnant light that I could see a whitewash of stars. I'd go back. If not for the ponderous residents, at least for the good looking scenery.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Laughter is carbonated holiness
- Anne Lamott
Life tip #273:
Cats are not particularly fond of being leashed.
Saturday, May 21, 2005
They say when you write for a newspaper, you're supposed to keep it on about a fifth grade reading level so everybody can understand it. Now I know why.
Occasionally we run reader responses; we let people write in with their own thoughts on things they don't really know anything about. I just read the following sentence:
"Is not this is what is supposed taught in being open minded?"
Fifth grade? That would be a stretch.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
After working here at The Eagle for the past 5 months, I finally discovered where the break room was tonight. Which means that I have also finally discovered the coffee machine. Any machine that will give you a cup of coffee - albeit somewhat weak coffee - for 25 cents has to be good.
I was tasked with taking our cat Truffle to the vet on Monday to get her declawed. I felt like an evil parent, dropping off my kid to get their fingernails ripped out. She's on pain medication now. She's not the smartest of cats though. She's still running and jumping around everywhere. I have this fear that she's going to rip open her wounds and start bleeding from her claw stubs.
One paper left to go and I'm done with college. How weird is that?
Monday, May 02, 2005
Wow. I'm really behind on this blog thing.
My dad came up to me yesterday and mentioned that this blog happened to just "pop up" on the computer while he was using it. He told me that he's looking forward to our little talk. I was just a little embarassed given the fact that I was 1: at church, 2: with Kelsey, and 3: I don't want my dad thinking about me having sex.
Anyway, I turned 23 a week ago. Which means a couple of things. For one, my age is now consecutive numbers. Cool, eh? It also means that I have now forever lost my military benefits. On April 27 I could drive onto any military base in the nation and use most of their facilities for free. On April 28 I would be shot for trying it. Strange how 24 hours can totally erode my government's trust in me.
My plan is not to get sick for the next few months. At least not until I have health insurance again. I'm a little worried that all of a sudden I'm going to have a huge asthma attack or something and I'll have nowhere to go. Or I'll get it treated and then owe $12,000 for two hours in the emergency room. Maybe I should move to Canada where everybody has health insurance.
Life motors on. I graduate in 11 days. In between now and then, I have one huge paper to write, one giant portfolio to pull together and one take-home final to do. Not a great deal, but enough to keep me pretty busy. I managed to get a giant headline of mine published in the paper tonight. Unfortunately, it's the tuesday paper. Who reads the tuesday morning paper? Nobody, that's who.
Adios for now.
My wife thinks I'm awesome.
Days since Dan entered into wedded bliss:
::Required Reading::My beautiful wife
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