Sometimes I have to ask myself, "Who am I kidding? I can no longer keep up this charade of pretending that I'm not the writer of Fictional Rockstar, the writer prone to hyperbole and sheer goofiness!" I am so over being serious right now.
Lately, I've been missing that writer. The one who just had fun.
So, I made my own New Year's resolution. To get out of DC and see as many cities and visit as many friends as possible.
This weekend, I went to Atlanta. I had so much Coca-Cola that I could have flown myself to the moon. I was nearly coersed into leaving all that I knew and going to work for Coke, but I managed to escape their siren song. I saw a cool university, visited some great classes, and started missing teaching . Again. I ate delicious, delicious food. My hostess, Megarita, is just fantastic. I had so much fun and met terrific people and enjoyed everything! She made a wonderful dinner for four people and kept us chatting well into the evening. I love having such sophisticated friends.
Did I feel a little guilty eating fried catfish, oysters and shrimp after going to the aquarium and taking all of these photographs? For sure. But I ate them anyway because they were delicious. Very, very delicious.
I'm also trying to convince two friends to come and visit me. I don't know that one will actually come, but it might be one of those things in which I send the invitation and say, "Now it is up to you."
This new camera is awesome. I swear.
I have been told that 2008 is the year that I have to make some big decisions.
So I can't promise anything with this blog. At this point, if I post something, it's probably not going to be serious or contemplative. And I know that there are things about which I could be super snarky, but I don't feel like that either. Although, secretly, I would like to be snarky like this penguin.