Welcome to the New South, Part 6

Opening Day. One of the greatest days of the year. The Mets open this season against the Marlins and I am hopeful that this season will be better than last season. So far, it seems that they're off to a good start.

I just wish I could watch the games.

I'll settle for the radio.

Welcome to the New South, Part 5

I wish they had stairs in this hotel. I feel like a jerk taking the elevator to the second floor.

Welcome to the New South, Part 4

The interviews today went extremely well. I'm very excited about the prospect of pursuing both positions (and the one I interviewed for yesterday). It is very reassuring to know that there are other people in this world who care about Student Affairs as much as, if not more, those I've already come into contact with. With each passing minute my career choice seems better and better.
I've also went to the gym the past two days, helping me to get back on that horse. After a week of being tired/sick/stressed, getting into a weight room felt good.
There was a marathon this morning-it made me think of Mom.

Welcome to the New South, Part 3

Yesterday was fun. Dinner at the Hard Rock took forever (an hour wait?!?!) but it was a nice experience. I ordered the Brisket sandwich, and just ate the brisket. It was fatty and tough, and no flavor. Nothing like Mom used to make.
I slept like a rock and just got back from the gym (and was briefly locked out of my room). But everything is everything, and I'm ready to hit up at least two more interviews today.

Welcome to the New South, Part 2

Well, I'm feeling better. Good thing. I was on time for my interview. Good thing. The suit looked good and I was ready to go. All good things.
Except a miscommunication meant that I missed my interview. Bad thing. It is rescheduled for tomorrow morning. Good thing.
After the interesting goings on of this morning, I went tourist with Heather. We walked around downtown Atlanta and hit up the Coke factory. It was pretty cool, and everyone has to try Beverly soda if they get a chance. I have to say that playing tourist was a nice change of pace. Side note: the pastrami on rye I had was great; very peppery. They only had yellow mustard though- big time party foul.
So here I am attempting to relax before my next interview (which is in just under two hours). And then maybe the gym...who knows.

Welcome to the New South, Part 1

Well, I'm here in Atlanta. It's beautiful- I was able to walk around without a sweatshirt. True gloriousness.
The flight down was uneventful. I started (and have since finished) a pretty sweet book by Charlie Hudson about a zombie hunting vampire. Total nerdom wrapped into one tight crime novel package. I love it.
I am fighting a cold, but tons of sleep is helping to remedy that. My suits managed to arrive without any serious wrinkles. Right now it's really hurry up and wait, and fight the headaches.
This is proving to be a nice experience- I already have run into another Bearcat.

Cause my friends are f**in' awesome...

Here's a secret about nerds:
Get two of us together, and we will have the best conversations ever. Alone, nerds just are mildly awkward fountains of useless information and Star Wars trivia. In groups of two or more, however, is where the nerd really shines. Here, profound literary references go hand in hand with citing the Legend of Zelda. Big words fly out of mouths following rediculous statements aboutt he sexual prowess of Optimus Prime. It is all at once eloquent and disturbing, like a swan crashing into a speeding truck. I urge those of you who have yet to witness such a conversation to find two nerds and have them talk, you will be pleasantly surprised (and possibly mortified).

Bonus Section: Sample conversation starters
Who would win in a fight: The Trix Rabbit or Lion-O from the Thundercats?
Admiral Ackbar: greatest sea creature of all time?
Web comics- that's all you have to say.
Zombies vs. Ninjas vs. Pirates: Who wins this battle royale?
Jason Statham: Is he awesome or what?