another cheesy aside

I used to write a lot about everybody I knew at Wooster. It was close to the cheesiest stuff ever written; the kind of thing you cringe at five years later, no matter how true the words were. Anyway, I’m not redacting anything I’ve ever said in the past, so don’t worry. I do want to say something about the only other place I’ve ever really lived (and do presently): Ashland.

It’s easy to get sucked into the monotony of life here — you get to know when to go to certain places and people and who to avoid. You feel insanely sad for some of the people you’ve known for years, and you laugh at others. It’s really normal and, on occasion, oddly comforting, to know that things are like that. I’d say I have a somewhat complex relationship with this town: on one hand, I hate that Ashland is a boring, unchanging town. There is no diversity, very little non-Western culture and no restaraunts beyond greasy spoons. But on the other, when I see people  (who live in much more exciting places very unlike Ashland) return on Thanksgiving weekend and express a subtle appreciation for the place, I feel a little proud that I can still say I have a part in its everyday operation.
I’ll most likely be leaving here for an amount of time very soon (unfortunately the brain drain will get me, too) to become another Thanksgiving weekend visitor. Until then, I always enjoy when everybody shows up for a minute or two. Nice to see you guys.

here we are again, the start of the end, but there’s always more

Goddamn I have neglected this thing. I’m around here most of the time, but lately I’ve been avoiding DLN for some reason…planned on blogging about the election, but that didn’t happen (we are a blue state now). Meant to blog about some new albums, but Judd told me I only blog about bands called “Turtle soup and Jim” and the like. So I’m branching out. Look for more soon.