And We're Back
...and jetlagged, and exhausted from the complicated and demeaning ordeal that is now domestic air travel. No word yet from the Gentleman Farmer, who returns sometime tonight with Dengue Fever and a pocket full of pesos.
It was worth it, though, as your faithful contributor was able to spend an incredible week relaxing, reading, and grunting contentedly on the shores of Canandaigua Lake in New York:
I wonder if the Gentleman Farmer would have preferred the vacation week that I had with Kickball Girl's family: we ate steak, shot skeet, read books, and slept. Like many trips I've had with those folks, it was best described as something of a fantasy camp for the Gentleman Farmer. On a related note, we're now taking cheeky pseudonym suggestions for Kickball Girl and her ilk.
Other observations:
1. The wines of western New York are not as good as those of northern California.
2. Plainsong, by Kent Haruf, is an excellent novel, and easily the best I've read featuring calf-birthing.
3. Soft-serve ice cream can be sublime.
4. Mosquitoes like me.
5. Showering is nice, but bathing in 429 billion gallons of water can be much, much nicer.
You'd think that traveling to such far-flung places (you know, those without internet) would indicate otherwise, but your contributors were, in fact, a good 1400 miles closer to one another than normal. Back off, GF - yer crowdin' me.
It was worth it, though, as your faithful contributor was able to spend an incredible week relaxing, reading, and grunting contentedly on the shores of Canandaigua Lake in New York:
I wonder if the Gentleman Farmer would have preferred the vacation week that I had with Kickball Girl's family: we ate steak, shot skeet, read books, and slept. Like many trips I've had with those folks, it was best described as something of a fantasy camp for the Gentleman Farmer. On a related note, we're now taking cheeky pseudonym suggestions for Kickball Girl and her ilk.
Other observations:
1. The wines of western New York are not as good as those of northern California.
2. Plainsong, by Kent Haruf, is an excellent novel, and easily the best I've read featuring calf-birthing.
3. Soft-serve ice cream can be sublime.
4. Mosquitoes like me.
5. Showering is nice, but bathing in 429 billion gallons of water can be much, much nicer.
You'd think that traveling to such far-flung places (you know, those without internet) would indicate otherwise, but your contributors were, in fact, a good 1400 miles closer to one another than normal. Back off, GF - yer crowdin' me.
Labels: Kickball Girl, Robot Post Week, The Real World, Travel
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Comments on "And We're Back"
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Gentleman Farmer said ... (8:35 AM) :
post a commentI'm sorry, but it's long been clear to me that Kickball Girl has no "ilk." She's one-of-a-kind. Which is probably good, however you look at it.