Another collection of musings.

Alright. Fourth of July weekend is coming to a close. A low key one for me because I did not drink myself into a stupor or have to back up a friend in a fight or, rather, discourage them from such a situation.

I did learn that I love my lady more than I ever have. She is truly a blessing in my life. I love her to infinity and beyond! I am beyond incredibly happy. I feel so good. I love her! 142! 143!

I'm getting old and somehow that is an appropriate way to lead my brief discussion of Arthur Phillips' The Song is You. I'm still reading it, but I am completely enthralled at the images that have been painted with Phillips' wave of words. He initially came off as some verbose snob because he did attend Harvard and is a five-time Jeopardy! champion. The guy is smart and so it should be no surprise that I am completely enthralled in this novel of his. I'm already setting myself up to read his new novel, The Tragedy of Arthur. Of course, first, I need to read the AP Language and Composition reading materials I will assign and expect all of my students to read. I have quite the academic reading theme going on here for my summer.

Here, here!

This time last week I was in Monterey Bay, California staying on the CSUMB... California State University at Monterey Bay. A campus opened for enrollment in 1994. I'm older that this institute of higher education I was at obtaining the knowledge expected to be understood by anyone expecting to teach AP English Language and Composition. It was an intense four day workshop, but the experience is in the sightseeing.

17 Mile Road is amazing for the beautiful display of the Pacific Ocean in all it's incredible glory. I've seen the Atlantic and it looks weak compared to what the Pacific showed me. The Pacific is brolic. The town of Monterey Bay, itself. Small, quaint, two record shops, Cannery Row, seafood, Fisherman's Wharf and the old timey hotel I will stay at when I return with my lady so we can ride bicycles through the town and where John Steinbeck hung around (By then, I will have read up on my Steinbeck literary works).

Incredible. Not a bad start to my final summer within my pursuit of my Master's in Education with a concentration in English from good ol' Brooklyn College. Oh, by the way, I'm tennured, bitches! Ha! YEAH!

I'm almost a fully grown and developed adult.

Engagement?

Marriage?

Eek, gad, buying a house?

Children?

I am ready. Bring it.