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Thursday, January 18, 2007

It's Not a House, It's a Home!


(a picture of Ryan for no apparent reason)

Ah, home sweet home! I got back from Dallas today. Apparently you can't even go to Texas to get away from the cold. Oh well. The hotel I stayed at was good, I didn't have a snoring roommate. I played eight games of euchre. There weren't as many meetings as last year. I got alot of reading done on the plane. Other than that, the trip went about as I expected. I didn't get to do any site seeing, although we did drive past the grassy knoll.

A universal truth about the human condition was once again enlightened. That is, most people would rather talk than listen. I suppose you could probably lump me in to that category, this blog is probably the best evidence of that.

I don't think I've ever been away from my humble abode for longer than I have this week (I know it was only four days) & it was great coming home. It has that smell of home.

Five Favorite Songs of the Day

It's Good to Be on the Road Back Home Again-Cornershop, When I Was Born for the 7th Time

Nettie Moore-Bob Dylan, Modern Times

I'd walk through a blazing fire, baby, if I knew you was on the other side...

Sweetness Follows-REM, Automatic for the People

Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues-Zurich 2003

I'm goin' back to Grand Haven (or New York City), I do believe I've had enough!

Via Chicago-Wilco, Kicking Television

Happy Thursday, friends!

andrew


5 comments:

Joyce said...

Welcome home. Here's my little secret . . . . . the best part about traveling is coming home.

Pam said...

What was the best part of the homecoming? The comfortable, familiar bed, the sounds of your own CD's, or your own bathroom, or all of the above?

andrew! said...

Yes.

Ray Graff said...

Sell, Sell, Sell! More with less! Sell more Duration! Cut hours! Sing while you slave! Screw the small paint companys like Diamond Vogel only losers go their!

andrew! said...

You SOB! Christie read this & yelled across the room, "WHO'S RAY GRAFF?" & my stomach almost dropped to the floor.

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