Curiouser and Curiouser!

Coyness can stop you from saying all the things in life you want to.

29 March 2006

Today We Hip Hip for ME


Yes, folks. I have joined the ranks of the Gainfully Employed. Well, at least the Constructively Occupied. This summer I will be saving the world, free of charge, with the
Georgia Center for Law in the Public Interest. At said establishment I will be a research lackey, general grunt, and environmental law expert-in-training. I'm amped. Now all that remains is to find a cheap place to live in Atlanta and to find "money." I remain optimistic.

Okay. I guess we can Hip Hip for S.Bird too.


Stephen is gainfully employed at Pulaski Elementary School, come August. He'll be shaping the young minds of the 4th Grade. Bartow, as it turns out, was too small a place for the likes of Old Man River. So we have put his talents where they will be appreciated.

Okay. So. Let's Hip Hip for Renna while we are at it.


Renna went and got herself a job at the UGA Library. Which makes me happy b/c now I can drink Maker's Mark and Blenheims at the Manhattan with her.

Hip Hip Huzzah! Hip Hip Huzzah! Hip Hip Huzzah!

05 March 2006

Marilyn

Say hello to my little friend! This is my brand new-to-me 2000 Focus ZX3. There are many happy days in our future.

To explain the name: my old car, Norma Jean, was a Saab that fell in battle in Sept. 2003. I have named this one Marilyn in homage to my Best Girl and b/c the Focus, in many ways, is an upgrade of the proud but sort of homely Norma Jean (RIP).

And many thanks to Joe of Allstate for gettin' her roadworthy.

I'm going to go drive places now.

01 March 2006

Grumpy


There are certain things in this world that bring out the absolute worst in people. Long lines. Traffic. Homocidal Jealous Rages. Religion. But I am slowly learning that nothing brings out the worst in people like negotiating a used car sale. Never have I been party to such a parade of horribles. The shrewdness. The skepticism. The sad, sad cars. All I want in the world right now is a reliable car sold by a nice person that won't cost me my first-born (b/c no car is worth giving up the Moxie). Doesn't seem a lot to ask. But when you combine crap-heads from Atlanta, the AJC never updating it's car classifieds on line, and my general lack of knowledge of all things car, you have yourself a recipe for disaster, friend.

For the love of Jesus, someone sell me their car and get me out of this hell.