I leave a wake of destruction…

I escaped the lab for a few hours today and got a quick ride in.  New York can really be beautiful this time of year.  It was brisk, and I was glad I wore the arm warmers.   While finishing up my ride by doing a quick loop around Pelham Park, I saw something in the corner of my eye move.  A squirrel darted between my tires.  Before I could do anything, there was a dull bump resonating from my rear tire.  The squirrel ran off, but I have to imagine that some pretty serious damage had to have been done.   Not the smartest animals… at least the chipmunks back in Bend just run between your tires, cheating death the whole time.

Stars…

I went down to Brooklyn last week and saw the Stars play at an excellent new venue – the Music Hall of Williamsburg.  The show was good…  They have a new guitarist that stands awkwardly off to the side of the stage.  He plays the guitar as if he is alone in his room playing along to the album. However, he clearly had his ONE moment to shine when he played the only shredding-guitar-part that exists in the entire stars catalog.  He came to life.  The crowd cheered.  And then he waddled back to his side of the stage to continue being awkward.  

  

Moving on…

NYC has been fun, but I’m ready to move on.  I’d even considering moving happily to the midwest instead of staying here.  It’s funny how once you mentally prepare yourself for leaving, you begin noticing more flaws with the place… as if you’re preparing yourself mentally for the exit. Current options for the next stage of my training include Colorado, Arizona, Wisconsin, and Vermont.  I’m still waiting to hear from Oregon, Washington, and a slew of places in California.

Lower Manhattan…

Getting back to normalcy…

With sub-internship behind me and four quality months of labwork to look forward to, things are slowly getting back to normal.   Christie and I put the finishing touches on the wedding registry tonight.  It’s a bit extravagant and weird to be asking for all of this merchandise, but I guess it’s what all the kids do these days.  Regardless, it is fun to pick out really nice kitchen stuff… The difference between nice cutlery and the Ikea shit I deal with now is immense.   Went riding… put the knobby tires on the single speed and took it out on the trails that run around the edge of the Bronx.  It feels almost rural, except when the trail spits you out along I95. 

Bronx wilderness…

 

Interstate 95

 I don’t know if I’ll be headed back home for thanksgiving.  Flights are a lot of money right now and I think I’ll have plenty of traveling to do for residency interviews.  If anybody joins me in the Bronx, I’ll guarantee turkey/mashed potatoes/stuffing for your company!

March Fourth Marching Band…

Thanks to the knowing encouragement of a friend, I checked out this Portland band the other night.  I’m not sure how to explain the experience other than saying that it was extremely entertaining.  Kind of a marching band/circus/vaudeville/freakshow mix.  If you get a chance, go see them.