I am into brevity right now. Let’s get to it.
I am still unemployed.
I have been offered a part-time assistant swim coach position at UW-Milwaukee. It sounds great. I would need another job though and that is why I haven’t taken the position…yet.
Kate works a lot. Tomorrow is her 12th straight day of work. She gets this weekend off. We are excited. I am excited. I love her.
I still don’t know anyone in Milwaukee. I spend an extremely large amount of time alone.
I run and bike for exercise. That hasn’t changed much. It hasn’t been too hot lately.
I am used to loud trains. They don’t bother me. They might bother you when you come to visit.
Wisconsin drivers are annoying. Maybe it is just Milwaukee drivers?
Mullets seem a little more common out here. One day I saw three.
There is a full liquor store in every grocery store. It is so hick. I sort of love it.
My desktop picture is of Manhattan Beach and the Manhattan Beach Pier at Sunset. I was there. The picture brings back the breeze. Cold sand between my toes. Crashing of waves.
I have never had cable internet before. It is fast.
The Daily Show is on at 10 around here. No more staying up until midnight to wait for it.
Our study is a mess. Everything that doesn’t have a place and isn’t unpacked is behind me.
This is my 364th posting on Six Hours on Sunday.
I won’t ever be able to see that pier into Lake Michigan and not think about the trip I had out here with my wife and two fine gentlemen. I see them leap from it. Sounds of that trip come to me when the apartment is dark and empty. They make me smile.
Our vacuum is a beast.
We haven’t found a church yet. The first one we tried was awful. I can’t be polite about it. I have never been to anything like it before. I think if there was ever a church that could scare someone away from Christianity and convince them followers of Jesus are crazy it might be that one. Sad to say.
Redbox hasn’t made it to Milwaukee. Chipotle has.
I keep a map of London on my desk. I look at it at least once a week.
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