I Aten't Dead

Back from my whirlwind tour of Chapel Hill, a four-day stretch so busy that I never actually remembered to take my camera out of my backpack. The main event, my Aunt Susan's somety-somethingth birthday party, went off smoothly thanks to my parents' yeomanlike prep work (including Mom's cooking not one but TWO beef tenderloins). I also got to eat out well (Pepper's Pizza, Southern Rail, S&T Soda Shoppe in Pittsboro, and the inevitable stop at Breadmen's), take in a Transactors show with Dixon, spend a few hours in consultation with the Cheeseman for part of the book, watch a few episodes of Squidbillies, and pick up a few used CDs.

Now, of course, I'm looking at the last few weeks wondering why I'm so tired when school's out, and I realize that I haven't stopped for more than a day--maybe two--since school got out. The very Friday I handed in my final grades and comments I jumped into the car and drove to NC for the College World Series, then drove right back late Sunday to be ready for Monday morning's year-end faculty meeting. The next day I was writing advisee comments, and then it was two days of recertification classes for my Wilderness First Responder card.

There was a brief hesitation there, during which I was able to get in a few days of actual exercise at the gym, but then I was off to Richmond to pick up Dixon, drive to Chapel Hill, clean my parents' house, pick up party supplies, interview my subject about digital sound reproduction (more fun than it sounds, honest), wish Aunt Susan happy birthday, drive back to Richmond, drop Dixon off, pick up Ian, bring him back home, retrieve the dog from the kennel, and clean my OWN house before my mother got here (which she did roughly 23 hours after I'd last seen her.)

So if you're wondering why I haven't exactly been filling this space with deep thoughts, it's because I haven't had time to get very deep. Heck, I haven't been able to do much more than wonder who the hell thought Rock of Ages had "summer blockbuster" written all over it.

On the plus side, I did take this:

DSC00165.JPGOkay, so it's a cliche, taken by everyone who's ever been to Chapel Hill.

I spent 28 years there. I'm entitled.

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