It's Raining Bugs

The trip to Iowa was as successful as anything that includes Iowa could be. Hee hee. Biker Boy LOVES that I mock his home state. It was good times. His family is awesome and they are so kind to me that I am overwhelmed at times by their generosity and love. And they are some of the funniest people ever created. Biker Boy's mom feeds me so much food I am ready to burst right now. Biker Boy's dad, the doctor, hooked me up with free samples of Zyrtec and Allegra so that I don't have to pay for allergy medication for the next two months. Whoo hoo. His brothers and sisters are wonderful and I adore them.

A low point in the weekend came when Bowling Green lost to Wisconsin. I had been sporting my tshirt that said Beat Wisconsin with the big falcon on the back for weeks and I thought we had a genuine shot, but now I have to eat crow for a long time because we lost. But, it was a mighty effort from the Falcons. Go BG!! A second low point was the death of William Rehnquist. I wish I could say that when he died, I was like, "oh, how sad, a man died," but instead, I was like, "oh, fuck, now Roberts is in and this sucks and there's another opening and fuck, fuck, fuck." I'm sorry. I'm a bad, bad person. I am sorry he died, though. I know he was sick for a long time and I hope he didn't die in pain and I hope his loved ones were with him when he died.

But, the point is, not all this sad stuff, that we drove my new(ish) truck to Iowa. And the bugs!! The bugs, people. We had to pull over once, not because we needed gas (sorry, President Bush, I know you told us not to travel so we could conserve gas because of that business with the pipelines and the refineries, but it's a tradition in Biker Boy's household and who I am to stand in they way of tradition?), but because we had to clean off the windshield that had so many dead BUGS on it that we couldn't see out of the window. I have never, in my whole life, had the pleasure (?) of seeing so many bugs on a window. Really. And I've done my share of driving. In the midwest. In the dark. The bugs in Iowa. Too many to count. New(ish) truck now has so many bugs in the grill, I don't know if I'll ever be able to get them off.

School starts tomorrow. I'm doing my best to stay optimistic about it. I am going to do my absolute best to get my prospectus done this year. This semester I need a solid topic and next semester I'm going to write it up. I need to get a decent committee together. Those are the goals. I can do this. I can get through this alive.