Interview!!!

Pam finally got an interview! We will be heading down to Cambridge this Sunday for her Monday interview. This is such a glimmer of hope.

Still Alive

After nearly two months, i am happy to report that we are alive, but just barley...

Episode One: Bug and Tar Remover

So last Wednesday, i was riding my bike into town to hear a lecture. The ride in is pretty much strait down hill. As i was sailing down, enjoying the view, all the sudden a started being pelted by bugs. I decided to close my mouth; it is to bad I couldn't close my eyes. A rather large bug flew into my eye and there was nothing i could do about it. Now when i say into, i don't mean on. This wasn't like the bug deflected off of my eye, no, it was rather like like it decided to hide out in there. Oh well, nothing i could do about it.

So as i continued on my journey, i came to place where in needed to get off the road to go under the bridge. For some reason, British civil engineers think that it is a good think to elevate the places where buses pull over to pick up passengers ever so slightly--maybe as high as the thickness of your index finger. So when i tried to pull onto one of these pseudo platforms, my wheel gets caught. It was kind of like when you are beginning to water ski and you get caught on the wake, only this time, when i fell, there i didn't fall into the water. I fell into the pavement. After coming to, i get up, grab the bike which i am borrowing from my supervisor, and hobbling, drag it and its buckled wheel off the side of the road.

What to do now? After accessing the damage, i decided it was better to go hear Duke professor Ellen Davis, speak on ecology and Genesis 1-3, than to go home. So, i locked the bike up, went into a restroom, scrubbed my hands in vain trying to get the little pieces of tar out of my skin, dug the bug out from behind my eye, grabbed some paper towels to soak up my blood and went into the lecture. That is hard core!


Episode Two: Mindless Academics

How does it happen? We have all experienced the quirkiness of professors and we wonder why? You know the the type that i am talking about. They put diesel in an unleaded car. Or they never wearing matching socks. Maybe that don't even wear socks, or shoes to class.They might lecture starring out the window instead of to the classroom; take naps in the middle of their office floor on a palate; forget to comb over their comb-over. We have all experienced these types of people and wonder: Where they always like that? How does it happen?

I have normally thought of myself as having a good amount of commonsense. I am pretty aware of my surroundings, right? Well, not any more. This morning we couldn't find the milk. Where on earth could it have gone, we had a half a gallon yesterday? Nope, not in the refrigerator. Maybe, we drank it all? Nope, not in the garbage. On the counter perhaps? Nope, not there either. Oh, there it is, in the cabinet where we keep the tupperware. Of course it would be there. What am i becoming?

March Mustache Madness

Its that time of year again and as you can see, i am rooting for the Tigers. Join in one and all and christen spring with me.

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

We have had our first bout of winter weather and the flurries are flying.














Last week we received our final Christmas, a mattress in a Box that i carried up the stairs to my apartment on my own!!! My parents shipped it in from Memphis--Richwell ships anywhere. Before getting this, we had a mattress that had a mattress as think as the length of my middle finger. Ah, a good nights sleep is under-rated.

The Free Will Song

No, this isn't a joke (though i wish it were). It is a real hymn on UTUBE. Let me know if you think that you can get your churches to sing it.

Merino is wool!

So just because your wife throws all her sweaters in the wash, doesn't mean you can. Hers are probably cotton.

I love America!

Watch "Elizabethtown".....

if you haven't already.

Christmas in January

The first of our Christmas presents came yesterday, Jan. 5. My favorite gift was the Starbucks Christmas blend. On top of that, we got a little tree and a nativity set.

One year my mom left our tree up all year. The funny thing is that no one noticed until Nov. rolled around again and people started commenting on how great it is that she has gotten it up so early and how good it looked! I guess Pam and I could do that with our Jan. 5 nativity considering that it is a family tradition.

A New Year

A long trail, two bikes, and unusually sunny; fitting symbols of hope for the first day in a new year.