June 6, 2011


I wrote this post two days ago and neglected to publish it to the blog. Then the Gonzalez' beat me to the punch.

It seems kind of silly that it took two weeks to finally get around to announcing this in a semi-official way, even more, while I'm visiting Louisville for the weekend.

I'm a Floridian.

Sort of.

When I wake up in the morning, I see palm trees. The oranges are fresh. The thunderstorms are intense, but brief. People organize massive dog weddings, mysterious donors save helpless people, and the governor regularly rattles his opposition party.

Just a regular day in Florida, I'm told, and I think I'm beginning to settle into the scene.

The beach is about 45 minutes away. The Tigers do spring training five minutes away.

There are several alluring museums nearby: Salvador Dali, Dale Chihuly, Frank Lloyd Wright, etc. Feel free to visit...maybe someone at the welcome center will offer a free bag of oranges.


Blogger Fr. Mark Perkins said...

That's a pretty sweet set-up. I wanna see more of that sexy bike.

Jens is on the new Danielson album, which is odd, but it fits quite well, really.

June 6, 2011 at 3:22 AM 
Blogger Tony said...

I rode some laps in the office on that bike. It's amazing.

June 6, 2011 at 9:15 AM 

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