Hmmmmm... where to start?
Oh yeah, the bachelor party.
Let's see... wow.

Peace,
Joe




Just kidding!
Ha!
Ok, so Geoff's bachelor party was this past friday and Mr. Trey Hoffman put on one awesome shindig.
Nick and I left T-tpwn at about 3pm friday afternoon and, after a drive I would not wish upon my greatest enemies, we got to Dave and Buster's. Man alive what an awesome place. It is a giant resturant/bar/video-game heaven for adults that I could have stayed in all night. We played Virtural reality, shoot-em-ups (yes, all three Chandler's there all went for the same game first... an old west shootin' game with dummies and everything) and ticket-getting games. We played driving games, fighting games, and even some old carnival style horse racing game. It was good times. Nick and I won Geoff enough tickets to get lots of awesome things (we didn't do it all... Chase also got him a huge stash). It was good to see all of Geoff's friends as well. "Shout-outs" to all. Yes. After buying Geoff many drinks and games and all, we went to... um, bed. Yes bed. After singing camp fire songs and roasting marshmellows *** (see asterisk below). A good time was had by all. We went to bed giggling like little boys after all the, ummm, marshmellow roasting, and then scattered the next day. It was great to see Geoff, too. I can't believe he's getting married, but he is marrying an awesome lady and doing it in a way that I always thought he would... on a cliff in some beautiful country far, far away. Yep. So contgratualations Stacy and the Peeg. I hope Stacy's party saturday night was as... ummmm, wholesome.
I hope everyone is well.
Peace,
Joe

PS... Will was painfully obvious in his uncontrollable absense from the Bachelor party. He was missed very much, and we all hope that someday we can repeat our camp fire stories and marshmellow roasting with him around. Yens.

***Marshmellow roasting, camp fire stories, and the like refer in a euphamistic way to a little establishment called the Pink Pony, where ladies don't seem to enjoy wearing clothes as much as other places, and in fact you can ask them to not wear clothes for you, if you so choose.***

You know, at some point yesterday I took a nap and had a glorious dream that Amendment One had passed, and that Alabama's school systems were going to get that boost they have needed for years, and that the Timber interest would finally start paying their share of property tax.
But then I woke up.
The most progressive, daring, beautiful tax plan as far as I can remember in this state was flattened by an uneducated populus yesterday. Those that stood to gain a huge tax cut from it bowed to the pressure of mud-slinging propoganda and saw nothing but "MORE TAXES" due to the stifling blinders set over their eyes by a state that always seems to cut its own legs off once it gets into a good run.
I stayed here for grad school for many reasons, but one that still surprises me is my faith that this state is on the rise, and that we are finally emerging as a new force in the social arena, cleansed of past mistakes but still rooted in the many things that make us so unique.
But enough with the bitching. It never really had a chance, anyway. Nice to think about, though.
On the upside, it only got up to 90 today. I am really not kidding about that being an upside. It was nice.
I hope everyone is well.
Peace,
Joe

WOWIE ZOWIE KA-BOOM!
Yep, I'm updating the old site.
If anyone ever told you graduate school did not take up your time, they indeed do not Sooth-say. I have been at a computer plenty of times, even thought I don't have a connection at home yet. But no time to update. UNTIL NOW!
Well, actually, I really shouldn't be doing this now either. But hey, sometimes you have to take a break from the old research process.
All in all, I am having a blast down here in school. The weather is turning cooler, the ants have subsided (a bit) and Nick and I have taken care of most of the getting-started house stuff that can really eat up time and money. My brother Geoff's bachelor party is the weekend, and the fiddler's convention is not far off. At the end of october Jenn and I are going to see Nickel Creek. So I have a bunch of things to look forward to at the moment, but no real funny stories or anyting. I get up, go to class, go to the library or my office, do lots of interesting work/school/type stuff, go home and sleep. Its a nice routine, and Nick is an awesome roomate. Its good to have a heads up on who you're living with for, oh, 19 years before you live with them in a house.
And really, that is it. Monotonous but fun, with plenty to keep me busy. When other stuff happens, I'll write. Until then, its back to the heart of Gorgas Library. The Journals, they are a'callin'.
I hope everyone is well.
Peace,
Joe