Withdrawal

I've heard some people are disappointed that our blog has lagged. To those people, I say: if you would like to take a graduate class in management or digital libraries for me, I would be perfectly happy to blog, blog away.

Here is my current schedule:
5:30 AM: alarm!
6:53 AM: Catch train to San Francisco
9:00-5:30: Work
6:14: Catch train to San Jose
7:11: Meet wifey at train station.
7:30: Dinner
8:00-10:00: Schoolwork
10:00: Bed

You find the time!

No, I am kidding. I mean I'm not kidding about the schedule; that's real. But I'm thrilled that people are enjoying the blog.

Here are some pictures:

This is Wyoming, which I liked a lot!

Ah, open road! This is either in western Utah or Nevada. Who can tell!? Once you hit desert, it's pretty much all the same.

In Salt Lake City we happened upon some obscure regional candy at a gas station. In the name of cultural research and the preservation of regional Americana, I had to investigate. Chick-O-Stick is like a skinny Butterfinger, but there's coconut on the outside, to good effect, I thought. The Idaho Spud is a little weird but enjoyable. Big Cherry? Don't do it. Your teeth will thank you. The verdict? There's a reason these guys aren't national favorites.


California has treated us reasonably well. The weather is amazing -- in San Jose it's been warm, sunny and breezy every day. I seem to have hit San Francisco in a non-foggy stretch, or maybe that's just September, what do I know. Today our movers finally arrived and filled our wee apartment with boxes, boxes, boxes. But we finally got to unwrap our fabulous wedding presents, and tonight we get to sleep on a Real Bed. Life is good.