September 11, 2005

Inexorably

One week moves to the next. Just finished my first week teaching. It's been good. Took me a few days to figure out how to reach the 7th graders, but I think I've got the hang of it: Friday had some really good discussion and interaction, and I think I know how and why.

I started training at the hotel yesterday. I go back tomorrow to receive formal orientation and continue learning the computer system. Shouldn't take more than another day or two, but it's annoying. Once I finish, I'll be working from about 7:30AM to 11:00PM with about three hours off in the middle. I'll be working more than 11 hours a day, all told.

Right now I'm listening to the new Killers album, "Hot Fuss". It's pretty fun, and the three tracks on the limited edition are quite good. Think Franz Ferdinand but more soulful lyrics (Franz never seems to get above hooking up with people at clubs) and a slightly smoother sound.

I've just about had it with women, but last night I found a great dive bar (it's actually the building in the middle of the parking lot just west of the indicator) about a mile from my house, so I guess it evens out. The good news is that the whiskey works. I'm becoming increasingly partial to both single malt scotch and Knob Creek bourbon.

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Posted by ryan at September 11, 2005 07:54 PM | TrackBack
Comments

You're living in Lancaster County?! I must've missed something...

Posted by: Evan Donovan at September 11, 2005 11:32 PM

Nope. I live north of there, not south.

Posted by: ryan at September 12, 2005 07:11 AM

Knob Creek: Not better than women, but close.

Posted by: mesh at September 12, 2005 10:21 AM

I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier.

Posted by: amanda at September 12, 2005 04:49 PM

Dude, my freakin' BANKTELLER hit on me today! what the hell!?

Posted by: jCave at September 12, 2005 04:51 PM

maybe I'm just confused, but how do women and dive bars connect? are the women chasing you? are you hiding in the dive bar?

Posted by: linnea at September 12, 2005 11:01 PM

well, linnea, he did say that women were getting to him, BUT he found a great dive bar ("so it evens out"). so it sounds like the negative women variables are outweighed by the positive dive bar variables. bar comraderie sometimes distracts us from the gentler but more dangerous half of the human race.

Posted by: bob at September 13, 2005 11:23 AM

"gentler" bob? My thoughts are that Michelle is the exception.

Congrats on that dive bar Ryan. Treasure it.

Knob Creek is glory.

Posted by: JosiahQ at September 13, 2005 11:32 AM

JQ, that bob aint me. unless that bob has a Michelle too? in our case at least, I'd submit that I happen to be the gentler one. maybe.

Posted by: bobw at September 13, 2005 11:45 AM

In short, women are the problem to which Knob Creek seems to be the solution.

Posted by: ryan at September 13, 2005 12:22 PM

Or perhaps the consolation.

Posted by: mesh at September 13, 2005 02:19 PM

That too. Either way, it's 100 proof.

Posted by: ryan at September 13, 2005 06:03 PM
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