Two months into the new year and you people have no idea what I’m up to. How shameful of me. Here’s the latest, to satisfy your overwhelming curiosity:

-Climbed mountains, combed beaches, and explored warm and sunny southern California.

-Returned home on the one clear day between two major snow storm.

-Began Spring classes and gave out a lot of secret handshakes to friends.
-Established a terrible sleep schedule that found me up til 4am most nights, reading for class. My eyes may or may not have begun to bleed.
-Continued to grow Epic Winter Beard
-Scouted restaurants around 23rd & Lexington – waste of time.
-Had a spectacular Superbowl Sunday by chosing to watch XLV with Cheeseheads.
-Was elected an officer in the MPA club.
-Gathered information about study abroad options and internships. Some of which are in Africa & Asia.
-Was given a FREE glass of Johnny Walker Blue Label by the coolest bartender in Manhattan.
-Discovered Wechsler’s Currywurst on 1st ave, making my German ancestors proud.

-Was visited mid-month by Hannah Gray Miller, who, like me, has no use for the wretched materialistic sap fest known as Valentine’s Day.
-Toured Brooklyn with HGM & Co.
-Began a volunteer reading program with a kiddo at a Harlem elementary school. We’ve already read about MLK, bugs, and Oklahoma!  
-Made new friends!

-Went to Pete’s Candy Shop with HGM & RR. Then someone told announced we were there and Julia Stiles showed up and followed us around night.

-Got tickets to see Zoe Keating in NYC!

-Made plans for the next journey west. Special guest appearance to be made by Fleet Foxes (make a good choice today and listen to them here!).

-Read from an original Gutenberg Bible at The Morgan.

-Viewed Einstein’s handwritten notes on developing the Theory of Relativity
-Discovered I have nearly two week’s worth of spring break. Thanks grad school!

So there you have the bulk of it. Yes, New York is cold and blustery. Yes, there is more reading and writing to do in grad school than even I anticipated. And yes, my bank account total would be a punchline for the crowd of homeless men I pass on my way out most mornings. But, there are jetplane trips, exploring, museums, fun with friends, adventurous days and nights on the town! As H.G. Miller put it, “I cannot believe this is my life.” What an amazing thing.

See you soon.