At long last, I am done. 

After a semester that I never thought would end, I am finally entering a summer that I never expected to arrive.

I drove from Nashville to Greenwood yesterday, early in the day.  Upon seeing my forest green automotive steed sputtering up our gravel driveway, my mother, giddy with delight and surprise, ran out to meet me as I exited my car. I only informed my father of my arrival, and successfully surprised the rest of my family, and a few friends too.

My twenty-first birthday is on May 19th. This will be the first time I've actually been at home for my birthday since my 18th. I guess that's good. 18 & 21 are important ones.

I'm gonna be changing things up pretty soon.

Ghent, West Virginia

I am sitting in the lobby belonging to the Appalachian Inn in Ghent, West Virginia. It is Spring Break '09 (My how the time flies!) and the Kopecky Family Band is on their first tour of the east. A small tour, but a tour nonetheless. Much to my delight, Joseph LeMay (Pictured far left) is traveling with us and opening up for us on all shows except our last, which is in Greenwood, SC. Davey Krohn is the one in the middle. He plays drums for the band. Our first show was last night, here, in Ghent. We were invited to perform for a youth retreat, and it has been loads of fun. 

I think we'll probably hang out here for a little while until leaving for Wilkesboro, North Carolina, to play at Joe Hutchinson's house (A fellow Belmont student).

Anyhow, I am tired of typing. I don't feel like I have much else to say. Maybe later?

Stealing Bases

It has been a thoroughly plaguing 24 hours for me. 

At this moment, I am sitting inside Bongo Java. Thank goodness, for if I were outside, I would be soaking wet. It is raining ponies and chickens outside, about as literally as literal can be. I'm sipping on a cup of coffee that has nearly hit empty, and I could seriously use 50 cents for a refill. 

Let me now explain my distaste for the Public Speaking class that I am enrolled in this semester. I have yet to give my first speech, but I can already feel the knots being tied in my stomach, and my tongue is starting to roll around foolishly, assuring a disturbingly clumsy oral delivery. I honestly am not as worried as I seem to be. I often find that it is more amusing to be cynical, if only to amuse myself. I'm not sure if anyone else picks up on the humor in being completely negative, but I nearly always do. Let it be known that I am loving life, and the speech class isn't so terrible. 

#2

She's Got One Magic Trick...

...One, and that's it.

Friday, January 02, 2009

Hello, World.

It's 2009, from what I've been told.

I have begun to feel significantly less nostalgic when December Thirty-One arrives & departs than I have during the years of my childhood. Not that I am approaching the dawning of Two-Thousand-and-Nine with any sort of cold apathy, because I am not. I only mean to say that the climax of the year has been a bit more anticlimactic than in the past. Anyone else?

I bought the new(er) Bon Iver album, For Emma, Forever Ago, today at Grimey's. I have never owned ANY of their (his) music until today, and I must say, I like it.

Compliments of my mother AND grandmother (It was a joint effort), I now own the complete C.S. Lewis Space Trilogy. I read the first, Out of the Silent Planet, this summer. Since then, I have been unable to recover the complete set from wherever I had it at the time. Mysterious? Yes. Explainable? Absolutely not. In any case, the complete trio has now been bestowed into my care, and I embarked into the second book of the three, Perelandra, earlier this afternoon. From my experience with the first book, and limited experience with the second, it is an outstanding trilogy for anyone who likes science-fiction, C.S. Lewis, or just a good fiction tale involving space travel and extra-terrestrial life.