Had a showing today; their agent called my agent, and they want to make an offer tomorrow. If it’s anywhere near my asking price, I’m going to take it.
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I was drunk at a wedding and promised some relatives on the West coast that I’d come visit them this summer. In the spirit of a quote attributed to Hemingway, I’m trying to follow through on (good) things I promise to do when I’m drunk.
But I digress; I take a week and drive a few thousand miles by myself. On the list: Mt. Rushmore, Great Salt Lake, and a few others. I did not accomplish those first two, although I still hope to.
I did camp in the Badlands, specifically the campsite there, which as I understand it is owned by the Feds but operated by a 3rd party. There were flush toilets and sinks and everything. It cost maybe 15 bucks to get into the park, and probably another 15 or so to camp. The pass for the park is good for up to a week.
I finished setting up my tent, and drank a beer as I watched the sun set.
I woke up in the middle of the night, and although it was a short walk from my tent to the restroom, I did what nature wired me to do, and let it go outside the tent. I looked up and saw the most beautiful sky. I had never really seen the Milky Way so vividly before, but with little interference from big city lights (South Dakota=no big cities) all the stars just seemed to burst out of the sky.
The next day, I woke up and packed up. I took the “long” way out of the park, which is through the park, and along with the Indian songs on the public radio station, it was a pretty cool experience to drive through and wonder at both the geological and social history that this place holds
One of my earliest memories is of my dad and me both learning to play chess. I was probably around 9 years old. I know he bought the set for me at Target, and we spent a rainy Saturday both learning to play. I kept the pieces in a Coleman Thermos that was missing the lid. We both learned the rules, and that was about it.
I got pretty good in college, in one strange semester when my entire fraternity house took up playing chess. The last several times I have played, it has been after months of not playing, and I lost terribly.
I recently purchased a well-used Windows laptop for the purpose of installing Chessmaster, and some language of Rosetta Stone TBA, though I’m trying to decide between Portuguese and Spanish at the moment.
Well, a couple of years back I decided I needed a concealed carry permit. I was 21 at the time, and not eligible for my own state’s permit, whose minimum age was 23, and so I opted for a Utah permit. I took a class in my state by someone who was certified by the state of Utah to teach. It was incredibly easy, and at no time during the test did I actually have to shoot a pistol. The costs were around $100 or so, if I remember correctly, and within 2 months I had gotten my CCW in the mail. It’s a neat conversation piece, but I can count the number of times I’ve concealed carried on one hand.
If you feel that it is necessary, the Utah permit is most likely superior to your own state’s permit.
I’ve long been in favor of legalizing marijuana for adults. I was browsing the NORML website one day, and saw that they had a special Rick Steves Hemp backpack for any donation over 50 dollars. I figured this was a great opportunity to take action and become a member.
Title is slightly different than my stated goal, but that’s more to keep me motivated. Recently found out that my law school (I’m currently a 0L) offers a scholarship for students who finish their first year in the top 10 percent of their class
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