pros/cons

tomorrow is the actual campus tour. it’s been nice settling in for the weekend to get a feel for the place. It’s unique but still somehow southernly familiar. Like a brother to Tennessee. Or a cousin to Carolina. The accents, the country feel, old and rich, bless your heart. The men and women drink bourbon here. thoroughbred money runs deep. deeply conservative. I wandered around this morning after coffee. The university, stadiums, new dorms and the sprawling health care system are all walkable from downtown. The whole area is growing. He knows a few girls from roswell going here. he may consider rushing. the wardrobe thing may be an issue. What other pros and cons is he considering? Who knows. 🤷‍♂️

boss retiring

My boss, Bill, announced his retirement today. But this time, unlike when Hans-Juergen left, there is no backfill and our team is splitting up. Some folks are going to CLCA to work on AHI. Basically our data analytics department to work on a customer health score and resulting improvement plans. The rest of us (me included) will keep up in our current capacity and report direct to our VP. So, there it is. Org change at its finest.

spring break

countdown to spring break has begun. thank god I’m not chaperoning this year. 3 boys in one room. Very suspect adult supervision from one of the moms. I’ve warned him. All you can drink Tequila and cerveza in the hot sun doesn’t mix! Please don’t fuck around Jules. Mexican justice is no joke. You’ve seen first hand me getting pulled over and having to pay multiple bribes in a single drive down to the beach. and i wasn’t even speeding. a bunch of 18 year olds being stupid on spring break is like shooting fish in a barrel as they say.

home from austin

got back last night from a busy trip to Austin. Saw Sophia on the way in and out. Was pretty sad. No real way to sugar coat it. But such is the nature of rehab. It’s reality unplugged. I got in right at the end of visitation time so clumps of families were dispersed amongst the grounds. We found a spot of shade to beat the heat and she began to talk. It kills me to write what she said but I need to be true. She thinks she’s a maggot inside of an apple. Rotting out all she touches. I said ‘no babe’. You are an apple. The apple of my eye. A sweet delicious apple that has a bruise or two. We all do. Got to learn to eat around the bad part. Or heck, take a bite out of it for that matter. I love you so much Sophia 🍎