Donnie was correct, sir (or ma'am)

Don Lund the grounds keeper at the La Crosse Center was correct in his advice to me to bring an umbrella because PA was going to get dumped on. It was cloudy on Monday, and it has been raining all day today. Life at Marywood isn't too bad. My biggest complaint perhaps is that they do not provide their dorm dwellers with any sort of directory of either the campus or the city. I only just got my internet service up today, so I was feeling kind of lost. The cafeteria food here makes UW-L's food look like dog drool (not that hard), seriously these guys rock, I had salmon with tomatos and a Greek Orzo with Feta tonight.
Printshop wise things are just starting to commence. In my snooping around the shop I have found some things that if Joel saw them he would rip off the culprit's head and drop kick it out of the shop. I'll just have to make do though, and fix/modify what I can. At the moment I am learning wood engraving, and working on some finishing touches on some of my plates. Hopefully I will be able to have some images up soon.

The Vengeful Poconos

Well, we left Saturday night at midnight (we being I and my amazing parents, who drove me out there); off through the pitch black Wisconsin night through the whisping fog and on to Pennsylvania. Mine enemies will probably be happy to hear that while the first part of the trip went all right, we hit problems crossing the Poconos. This came in the form of torrential rain and road construction, we would go for a little bit and then would hit road construction signs and backed up traffic. My father opted to express his frustration by getting out of the truck and taking a leak on the road. Of course during these delays there was still a driving gail of rain; meaning that everything I was bringing was getting a thourough soaking in the back of the truck. Fortunatly the cardboard of the boxes soaked up quite a bit of the water, so only one of my books was really waterlogged beyond all redemption (it was DesCartes anyway). Unfortunately my rug got thouroughly soaked, and is starting to smell quite bad; I'm hoping that stringent usage of baby powder and vacuuming will get rid of the smell. Special thanks out to my parents though, it was truly an heroic effort.

It was a dangerous situation, but that's all right, danger is the perfume of change, and change is the vocation of the future.-Tom Robbins

All right, well maybe not so much of a freak show. Anyways I am currently in transition waiting to move on to PA. The good news is that I have finally found a place to live; they are going to let me live in the dorms after all, a single room at that. Now it's just forward and onward to Electric Mary Land