September 05, 2007

Au Revoir California

Nearly 20 years ago, in October of 1987, I moved to California from the dirty confines of Baltimore, MD; tomorrow, having spent more than 80 percent of my (necessarily futile) life in the Golden State, I leave for hitherto uncharted territory: Chicago, IL. Though I should probably be feeling sad, or nostalgic, or at least something, strangely, I am not. I guess when I left San Francisco last month, I was already mentally prepared to leave California; the past three weeks loafing in Irvine at my parents' house have barely registered at all.

In the spirit of the good ol' U S of A, I will be driving: I mean, what can be better than seeing the open road, driving through miles of uninhabited wasteland, and burning a bunch of gasoline, thus contributing to global warming. If that's not American, I don't know what is. Yeehaw!

My car and I are still together, and though we've been through some rough times recently, I am confident this trip will be just like our honeymoon (all the way back in 2004).

I should be arriving in Chicago on September 9th, and will be pretty much offline until then, so if you feel some completely inexplicable desire to contact me, you won't be able to—but why would you want to? I mean, this is me we're talking about, remember? Au revoir California! At least, for now.