Notes from the saddle, the kitchen, and Bozeman.
Trip reports and Bozeman politics.
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Already I gain a certain presentiment that this semesester I may frequently be presented with the choice between maintaining a social life and maintaining a high GPA. As the clock ticks towards 4:00am, I realize that I’ve manged my time…
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Working two (two and a half? three?) jobs this summer was a rough. But I managed. For the most part. =) My morning routine…
The Sun Whose Rays Are All Ablaze..
In case you didn’t already know, I’m in Bozeman these days. Three days in, I’m mostly settled and partially unpacked. I’m living in Quad…
Yes, but it’s still Sunday!
Well, it was bound to happen– amazingly, it’s taken all summer. I woke up late for work today. By late, I mean that when…
The End of Days
Paul Simon sings that “these are the days of miracles and wonders.” Yeah. Well, are they? Me? I sing: “these days have been /…