Hello Middle of Nowhere....

After much tears and little fanfare, I left Austin a few weeks ago for a little place in the middle of the flat, dry and dusty Rio Grande Valley. I highly doubt that my favorite hairy Redskins fan will miss me. It's official - I'm miserable. I'll give this place a month or so before I weigh in with my final verdict. I mean it's not all that bad, but it's not all that period.

Christmas was alright. Mom was here and Bud was only fractionally annoying. He's 30 years old and still has his mother buying his underwear. I guess somethings never change. If she starts wiping his nose in public, I will slit my wrists open. No, seriously.

As for my new digs...well, um....it's...different. The postman comes twice a week (get your mind out of the gutter), there's no UPN network and the
movie theaters here don't really know what an independent film is. I was told that I'd have to drive for 45 miles to see "Sideways" starring my new baby-daddy Paul Giamatti. It's gonna take 2 weeks for our phone line to be set up but the cable/DSL guy took all of 3 hours. Still not set up though. :(

I was here about a week before I saw another black person and I think we were both too disturbingly excited to see each other. As for my apartment, the carpet is a brownish-bluish-greyish-r edish-green or may be that's just age, the oven only works at 500 degrees and the dishwasher is possessed by Satan. Other than that, the new place is awesome. I think I'll get alot of work done here due to share boredom. :o)

Nat