Yes, I'm still here. Somewhere.
I know it's been a while sine the last update, but as you might imagine I've been very, very busy.
The latest news: The Wife and I recently went back to Kansas for her Grandfather's funeral and her sister's wedding. It was a bittersweet experience, to say the least. The upshot is that I really feel welcomed and accepted in her family now, and felt completely comfortable with them.
In other news, work on the Master's Thesis proceeds apace. I just recently finished a draft of the abstract - one of the last things you write for a thesis. Happily, this means that we are getting close, but we aren't quite there yet.
The Wife and I are tinkering about with the house still. Boxes continue to litter the floor, and various pieces of machinery have decided to start working poorly or stop working altogether (The air conditioner in the first case, our cable modem in the latter case). I am settling in to my routine of driving up to Pullman every day for work. It isn't easy to drag myself out of bed at six (the closest I've actually come has been 6:30, and that was only one time), but happily that is the hardest part about the drive. The rest is rather enjoyable. The Palouse has turned a beautiful golden color and the combines are out doing thier part in the harvest.
Next week, I begin teaching classes. This weekend, we take a brief trip to Missoula with some friends to find out what people do in Montana for fun. And, in a few weeks, Halo 3 comes out. Hopefully, I'll have my thesis done by then. If not... well, I'm afraid the Covenant invasion of Earth will have to wait. Science beckons, and she is a jealous mistress.
As the hazy fugue of Summer looses its power, I look back with mixed feelings. We saw a great many strange and wonderful things happen in these past few months. The best? Seeing my woman walk down the aisle and knowing without a doubt in my heart that I had made the right choice, and that I would be overjoyed to spend the rest of my life with her. The worst? Seeing myself through the eyes of those who know nothing about me. At least, not anymore.
Still, it was a beautiful thing to lie next to my woman in the dark of the night, feeling completely satisfied and at peace. It was reassuring to stand with my brothers - in blood and in spirit - in a certain parking garage and propel packaged meats at a concrete wall. It was sad to learn that our most recent dinner at Molly's wound up being the last any of us would ever have there, but at least it went out on a good note. And it was strange waking up to the early morning to see a clown standing over my bed with a sharpened knife in one hand and a severed monkey head in the other.
I mean, I had thought that the clown repellent we installed was working, but I guess I was wrong.
Ok, that last part didn't happen.
But everything else did.
And for that, I thank God.
The latest news: The Wife and I recently went back to Kansas for her Grandfather's funeral and her sister's wedding. It was a bittersweet experience, to say the least. The upshot is that I really feel welcomed and accepted in her family now, and felt completely comfortable with them.
In other news, work on the Master's Thesis proceeds apace. I just recently finished a draft of the abstract - one of the last things you write for a thesis. Happily, this means that we are getting close, but we aren't quite there yet.
The Wife and I are tinkering about with the house still. Boxes continue to litter the floor, and various pieces of machinery have decided to start working poorly or stop working altogether (The air conditioner in the first case, our cable modem in the latter case). I am settling in to my routine of driving up to Pullman every day for work. It isn't easy to drag myself out of bed at six (the closest I've actually come has been 6:30, and that was only one time), but happily that is the hardest part about the drive. The rest is rather enjoyable. The Palouse has turned a beautiful golden color and the combines are out doing thier part in the harvest.
Next week, I begin teaching classes. This weekend, we take a brief trip to Missoula with some friends to find out what people do in Montana for fun. And, in a few weeks, Halo 3 comes out. Hopefully, I'll have my thesis done by then. If not... well, I'm afraid the Covenant invasion of Earth will have to wait. Science beckons, and she is a jealous mistress.
As the hazy fugue of Summer looses its power, I look back with mixed feelings. We saw a great many strange and wonderful things happen in these past few months. The best? Seeing my woman walk down the aisle and knowing without a doubt in my heart that I had made the right choice, and that I would be overjoyed to spend the rest of my life with her. The worst? Seeing myself through the eyes of those who know nothing about me. At least, not anymore.
Still, it was a beautiful thing to lie next to my woman in the dark of the night, feeling completely satisfied and at peace. It was reassuring to stand with my brothers - in blood and in spirit - in a certain parking garage and propel packaged meats at a concrete wall. It was sad to learn that our most recent dinner at Molly's wound up being the last any of us would ever have there, but at least it went out on a good note. And it was strange waking up to the early morning to see a clown standing over my bed with a sharpened knife in one hand and a severed monkey head in the other.
I mean, I had thought that the clown repellent we installed was working, but I guess I was wrong.
Ok, that last part didn't happen.
But everything else did.
And for that, I thank God.
posted by Raoul The Destroyer at 6:32 PM
3 Comments:
We have to sit down and discuss walking with our women. Phil Hartman caveman style.
Food-Critic
Brother of mine, it is necessary we talk more due to the fact I miss craziness such as the clown. Call your sister. Love you!
Singapore - yes, we should. It's been too long since we've been able to sit down and shoot the breeze.
Which, of course, has been very good for the breeze, not getting shot and all.
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