bahstanian.

okay at least that's my attempt at it :]


it's the night before the fourth in my new home: boston a.k.a. the cradle of liberty and reality has still not set in.

correction: it is home TO the cradle of liberty - fanhueil hall

what a difference a preposition makes... (sung to the tune of "what a difference a day makes)

moms is perched on the bed still working on that last corn cob. (oh how we, er rather I, suffered lugging those 15 million corn cobs home...) the moms loves her corn you know.

no real cohesive and concrete perspectives on this new living situation yet, as have spent last few days running errands as opposed to exploring. unpacking, shopping for household necessities and food, cooking, and cleaning. in that order.

also, threats both real and unfulfilled of heavy rain and t-storms (IN JULY!! holy crap! toto.. we sure ain't in cali anymore..) persuaded us to maintain our self-imposed house arrest for a few days as well.

aside from all of that though, i am loving the new digs. what with cathedral windows, spiral stairwells, reading rooms galore, checkerboard tile, and pups more closely resembling curly teddies than canines...what have i got to complain about? :]


so anyway. on the cusp of the fourth of julio in this year of 2009, i say cheers friends! and happy 233rd birthday America! flawed though you may be, there's no place i'd rather be :]