Whirlwind
Just settling back down from my two weeks of travel.
Set off for Portland on June 21st. Flights were good...had some older people next to me that slept and/or were good conversation. Also got some short story reading dun and got some of my first chapter of my dissertation knocked out. Portland was fun...hanging out and all. Flew back home on the redeye the night of the 25th.
First leg was good and calm...then I had to switch planes in the Vegas and was trapped in the window seatby two freakin knuckleheads. KH 1 was a shaved head, goateed, barb wire tatooed, cowboy boot wearin dick who insisted on constantly jockeying for position on the shared armrest. KH 2 was his short, skinny, greasy spiked haired, crazy design shirt wearin yesman. Their gratuitously loud conversation consisted of calling the flight attendant "bitch" multiple times because she would not let yesman go to the lavatory as the plane taxied for takeoff and also for having garbage in the seat pocket ahead of them. Further complaints consisted of smoking regulations being linked to "Americans" being afraid to stand up and take back their country and not getting meals on flights anymore because of 9/11. At least they fell asleep fairly quick.
Arrived in Columbus, OH at 6am. Drove directly to Dayton, OH to pick up my mother-in-law and a rental van. Drove to Cincinnati, OH to pick up my wife and two kids and was on the road by 1pm for our family odessey to Florgia.
First stop was Statesboro, GA to visit Georgia Southern Univeristy in order to prepare for my new faculty position. We are moving in a couple weeks and need to look for houses and complete other preliminary acitvities to pave the way for the move. No houses to look at so we needed to stop by through on the way home. We did find a rental on the way back in one of the neighborhood farthest from campus...between 3 and 4 miles away. The highway bypass for the town is about 2-3 miles from the center...pretty small.
Our final vacation destination was Cape Coral, FL where a friend let us borrow a family home for free. Nice, but the MIL started to wear thin. Drove back home...stayed in Statesboro again to find a home, and finally got back home to Cincy at 3am Friday the 6th. Overall, the kids were pretty good in the vanride.
Besides having to move to Statesboro by August 1st, which means packing our worldly possessions, find Kim a job, and sell our house, I decided to attend my 15 year class reunion this coming weekend. I already compiled Kyle's and Bryan's official bios. Gay Baliwood stuntman lovers now living on a sailboat in the Meditteranean. Sorry guys, the truth is not spicey enough to flow from my lips.
So the question of the event...should I roll to the reunion in my new tuxedo and a limo?
Set off for Portland on June 21st. Flights were good...had some older people next to me that slept and/or were good conversation. Also got some short story reading dun and got some of my first chapter of my dissertation knocked out. Portland was fun...hanging out and all. Flew back home on the redeye the night of the 25th.
First leg was good and calm...then I had to switch planes in the Vegas and was trapped in the window seatby two freakin knuckleheads. KH 1 was a shaved head, goateed, barb wire tatooed, cowboy boot wearin dick who insisted on constantly jockeying for position on the shared armrest. KH 2 was his short, skinny, greasy spiked haired, crazy design shirt wearin yesman. Their gratuitously loud conversation consisted of calling the flight attendant "bitch" multiple times because she would not let yesman go to the lavatory as the plane taxied for takeoff and also for having garbage in the seat pocket ahead of them. Further complaints consisted of smoking regulations being linked to "Americans" being afraid to stand up and take back their country and not getting meals on flights anymore because of 9/11. At least they fell asleep fairly quick.
Arrived in Columbus, OH at 6am. Drove directly to Dayton, OH to pick up my mother-in-law and a rental van. Drove to Cincinnati, OH to pick up my wife and two kids and was on the road by 1pm for our family odessey to Florgia.
First stop was Statesboro, GA to visit Georgia Southern Univeristy in order to prepare for my new faculty position. We are moving in a couple weeks and need to look for houses and complete other preliminary acitvities to pave the way for the move. No houses to look at so we needed to stop by through on the way home. We did find a rental on the way back in one of the neighborhood farthest from campus...between 3 and 4 miles away. The highway bypass for the town is about 2-3 miles from the center...pretty small.
Our final vacation destination was Cape Coral, FL where a friend let us borrow a family home for free. Nice, but the MIL started to wear thin. Drove back home...stayed in Statesboro again to find a home, and finally got back home to Cincy at 3am Friday the 6th. Overall, the kids were pretty good in the vanride.
Besides having to move to Statesboro by August 1st, which means packing our worldly possessions, find Kim a job, and sell our house, I decided to attend my 15 year class reunion this coming weekend. I already compiled Kyle's and Bryan's official bios. Gay Baliwood stuntman lovers now living on a sailboat in the Meditteranean. Sorry guys, the truth is not spicey enough to flow from my lips.
So the question of the event...should I roll to the reunion in my new tuxedo and a limo?
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