Goose attack

I haven't been to Virginia in a long time. I'm just trying to remember what it's like.

I imagine it's green and hilly. And maybe the people there speak slowly like Texans?


The last time I was in Virginia, I was going to a summer tennis camp at UVA when I was... 14 maybe?


I'm looking for someone to take my room right now here in Austin. But with rental market plateauing right at the "apeshit" level, it's gonna be hard. As soon as I get someone lined up, I'm packing my clothes, guitars and computers into the Oldsmobile and headin out.


I was in Washington DC a couple weeks ago for my grandfather's 90th birthday party. The night before, my sister and I went out with my cousin and her husband and his twin brother and his wife and... we all know eachother. I hadn't seen them in about 4 years and... we usually just go for broke.

We started drinking and talking about IT stuff and Mr. Man said, "Hey Rich... hypothetically speaking, would you be interested in...?" To which I replied, "Abso-damn-lutely."

We had intended to crash out at a reasonable time to prep for the party the next day. But when we got back to the house, Paul said, "I'm gonna get a drink and then play some trivia."

The events which followed can only be described as a goose attack of the mightiest proportions.


The feral Grey Goose of western France attacked us repeatedly in the face, several times an hour.

I processed about a quart and a half of unholy pheasant juice over the course of four hours on an air mattress. Then, I was awoken by my sister and she coaxed me into the car.

After some very fortuitous automobile dormancy, I woke up with what I felt was an expanding fault line, a rift, if you will, between the two hemispheres of my brain. I made it to the party. But any discerning eye will be able to spot the traumatic trappings of our bird hunt gone awry.

Grandpa's great and Gram's even better. And I got myself a new job to boot.


Things are moving quickly and I'm going to have to update this periodical a bit more periodically.

For now, suffice it to say that there are several uncertainties at present. But the goose...

Oh, the goose...


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