Sunday, February 27, 2005

I've been wrestling with a chest cold for most of this weekend, which I've resented -- Janine and I were batting around ideas of either going winery hopping or maybe skiing up in the White Mountains or maybe something besides staying home, drinking tea, and coughing up goop. It appears to be subsiding now, but I'm hoping that another 40 hours of romping around in the dirt this week doesn't leave me with a couple of lungs full of mucusy mud next weekend.

And now I must sleep.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

And we're back.

Sorry for the silence and all, but for some reason I've been feeling a bit non-verbal for the past few weeks. There has been quite a lot brewing, and I've been taking some time to process it all before I go spewing it all over the internet and such. Don't tell me you haven't been catching all of my psychic memoranda, though -- if not, put your fingers to your temples and sign up for the mailing list.

I'll start with the latest and work backwards and forwards over the next few days -- unfortuantely, I've only got a few minutes before my bedtime. Currently, I'm waiting for a response from the archaeology firm I'm working with right now. A tentative offer was made for mid-term (2 years) employment in Phoenix, and I'm anxious to learn what sort of position they see me filling before I consider perhaps delaying my Eastward plans for a short while (relatively) and lord it over a few other greenie archaeologists. Part of me hopes they make me a killer deal and Janine and I wind up in Phoenix (good pizza, bad traffic, good airfare deals, hellish summers) as soon as next month; part of me hopes they don't offer me anything I couldn't as easily get around here and I'm back to planning my Eastwardly exodus.

Either way, I should be seeing more of those back in the Eastern parts -- I'll be in my old stomping grounds of Baltimore at the end of April/beginning of May (I HAVE the tickets, and I WILL be there), and I'm hoping Dan & Stacy aren't going to be in Fiji at that time. I've got a few other trips scheduled for the Spring, including, I hope, my cousin's wedding. AND Heather may be swinging through the Southwest on her prospective spiritual awakening at the end of this month. Shaping up to be a decent year so far for me -- 10 years ago, I met Janine. A decade later, fate's going to have to do something brilliant for an encore.

And watch this space for an upcoming true confession!

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Will the Real Andrew Bockhorst Please Grow Up?

Yes, it's been a while, and things have been happening, but I haven't felt all that verbose recently. Most has been good, although as I've just gotten back from monitoring the beer quality at Thunder Canyon brewery, I can't get into it just now...

Love to you all (and not in a drunken, "I LOVE YOU GUYSH" kinda way. I only had two).