Between the black flys, mosquitos, midges, and leaches, and my random idiocy, I have probably left quite a few gallons of my blood up there.
but the ironic thing is, after years of fieldwork, my most serious injuries were a hangover after a long afternoon meeting and night at the Library in Houghton, and a broken knee I got when presenting my work in Marquette.
No more dress shoes or pretending to be a well-mannered professional for me.
I don’t belong in the city.
I amin LA city right now, hope I survive it.
speaking of surviving LA, a friend of mine is on the Louisiana coast in a home-made RV, he built it himself from a school bus. I haven’t heard from him since the day of the storm. I hope he is OK.
but the ironic thing is, after years of fieldwork, my most serious injuries were a hangover after a long afternoon meeting and night at the Library in Houghton, and a broken knee I got when presenting my work in Marquette.
No more dress shoes or pretending to be a well-mannered professional for me.
I don’t belong in the city.
I amin LA city right now, hope I survive it.
speaking of surviving LA, a friend of mine is on the Louisiana coast in a home-made RV, he built it himself from a school bus. I haven’t heard from him since the day of the storm. I hope he is OK.