I mean, in what other movie can you watch an aircraft carrier borne on the front edge of a 1000-foot-tall tidal wave crush the President of the United States?
None that I know of, for right sure.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Day 87 (11/20 - Fri)
The dynamic duo of Mark and Alejandro, compatriots of many foreign language campaigns, stand here in Cantera, having just watched the reality-challenged, special-effects-fueld, end-of-the-world greatness that is 2012. (click for movie trailer)
I mean, in what other movie can you watch an aircraft carrier borne on the front edge of a 1000-foot-tall tidal wave crush the President of the United States?
None that I know of, for right sure.
I mean, in what other movie can you watch an aircraft carrier borne on the front edge of a 1000-foot-tall tidal wave crush the President of the United States?
None that I know of, for right sure.
Day 86 (11/19 - Thurs)
There is a board in the ground floor of the Student Commons called the "Forum Wall." You are allowed to post pretty much anything and comment on anything in pretty much any way you see fit, as long as it isn't libelous or illegal, etc.
And oh, people do say pretty much anything. I love it! At least once a week I try to get down there to see what random craziness people put up and get a chuckle from it. The picture below is of one that was up there today: it started out as a fairly straightforward request for other people possibly to join the poster on a study abroad experience to Scotland, which then morphed into, well, read it for yourself.
Hilarious. The Braveheart references (Freedom!) crack me up. Oh yes, and the ubiquitous and now seemingly-mandatory query as to whether or not the content is Biblical (both tongue-in-cheek AND serious at the same time, too hilarious). Ah, Wheaties.
And oh, people do say pretty much anything. I love it! At least once a week I try to get down there to see what random craziness people put up and get a chuckle from it. The picture below is of one that was up there today: it started out as a fairly straightforward request for other people possibly to join the poster on a study abroad experience to Scotland, which then morphed into, well, read it for yourself.
Hilarious. The Braveheart references (Freedom!) crack me up. Oh yes, and the ubiquitous and now seemingly-mandatory query as to whether or not the content is Biblical (both tongue-in-cheek AND serious at the same time, too hilarious). Ah, Wheaties.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Day 85 (11/18 - Wed)
2nd-year Faith and Learning Seminar, today @ 4:20pm.
The seminar is a requirement for all new faculty, as an integrated effort to introduce all of us to this wonderful and weird thing known as Wheaton College, in particular its history and quirks in the realms of academics, governance, and spiritual life. A major theme of the seminar is conscious thinking about how we as faculty can go about intelligently integrating our lives of faith and our lives as teachers and academics. It's pretty great to sit a room surrounded by other interesting faculty members and share ideas and just in general get to know each other while discussing things that actually matter.
By the way, Newman's The Idea of the University is pretty good reading. That man knew his Classics, yessiree. (for example, see this chapter)
The seminar is a requirement for all new faculty, as an integrated effort to introduce all of us to this wonderful and weird thing known as Wheaton College, in particular its history and quirks in the realms of academics, governance, and spiritual life. A major theme of the seminar is conscious thinking about how we as faculty can go about intelligently integrating our lives of faith and our lives as teachers and academics. It's pretty great to sit a room surrounded by other interesting faculty members and share ideas and just in general get to know each other while discussing things that actually matter.
By the way, Newman's The Idea of the University is pretty good reading. That man knew his Classics, yessiree. (for example, see this chapter)
Day 84 (11/17 - Tues)
My job naturally leads me to the Buswell Memorial Library on a fairly regular basis. This has been even more so in recent weeks as I'm doing some research prep for a couple classes I'll be teaching next semester. Some of the books on those shelves are rather old, as I discovered when I pulled this book and looked inside:
I'm pretty glad the library stays open past 5pm these days! But 2 cent fines is alright I suppose...
I'm pretty glad the library stays open past 5pm these days! But 2 cent fines is alright I suppose...
Day 83 (11/16 - Mon)
Behold, my office door: Wyngarden 205.
Socrates bids all who would pursue the self-examined life to approach. But he's generally pretty silent, so you can come in and talk to me.
Besides, I speak English, which is another advantage I have over the hemlocked-one.
Socrates bids all who would pursue the self-examined life to approach. But he's generally pretty silent, so you can come in and talk to me.
Besides, I speak English, which is another advantage I have over the hemlocked-one.
Day 82 (11/15 - Sun)
Lazy day today. Watched some TV, read some, worked some, watched some more TV.
I like watching this guy.
I especially appreciate the irony of my sitting my butt down on the couch, surrounded by food and drink, watching Les Stroud work his tail off while completely isolated in various random wildnerness of the world, often cut off from food and drink, filming a show entirely by himself. (unlike Man vs Wild, which is also great, SurvivorMan has no film crew other than the man himself except on the very beginning when they drop him off and the very end when they find him again).
Epic.
I like watching this guy.
I especially appreciate the irony of my sitting my butt down on the couch, surrounded by food and drink, watching Les Stroud work his tail off while completely isolated in various random wildnerness of the world, often cut off from food and drink, filming a show entirely by himself. (unlike Man vs Wild, which is also great, SurvivorMan has no film crew other than the man himself except on the very beginning when they drop him off and the very end when they find him again).
Epic.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Day 81 (11/14 - Sat)
Sometimes, really, the picture says it all.
My friend Josh's cat Cinder, reading the Psalms.
Okay, I was reading it, set it down, and looked up to find Cinder had dug right in.
I suspect she was hoping perhaps it was this version. (seriously, check it out)
My friend Josh's cat Cinder, reading the Psalms.
Okay, I was reading it, set it down, and looked up to find Cinder had dug right in.
I suspect she was hoping perhaps it was this version. (seriously, check it out)
Day 80 (11/13 - Fri)
Tonight was a special night. My great friend and old roommate Paul asked a lovely girl to marry him, and she said yes. (see them pre-engagement in the middle of this picture from October)
And he then surprised her by bringing her to "a friend's place so he can give you a gift, it'll be nothing, in and out" where we gave her the surprise of her life to cap off what surely was a whirlwind day. And yes, there were two professional chefs on hand (yes, in this guy's apartment...which as you can see looks a bit nicer than mine) to make sure all of us were very happy.
It is one of those special rules of nature that nothing glows quite so brightly as a women who knows she is specially loved. I am proud and happy for my friends. And a tiny bit envious.
And he then surprised her by bringing her to "a friend's place so he can give you a gift, it'll be nothing, in and out" where we gave her the surprise of her life to cap off what surely was a whirlwind day. And yes, there were two professional chefs on hand (yes, in this guy's apartment...which as you can see looks a bit nicer than mine) to make sure all of us were very happy.
It is one of those special rules of nature that nothing glows quite so brightly as a women who knows she is specially loved. I am proud and happy for my friends. And a tiny bit envious.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Day 79 (11/12 - Thurs)
I received some CD's in the mail today, the happy result of an old Amazon.com gift certificate I had laying around until recently. They are all recordings of George Winston, working his simple magic on the piano.
Ah, the piano. My favorite instrument. (after the human voice, that is) My mother made me learn piano as a child, and I enjoyed getting better at it, but boy did I sure hate practicing those 30 minutes a day. I mean, there were Nintendo games to play and DuckTales cartoons to watch, for heaven's sake? Did my mother have no sense of balance? Fortunately, my mother proved wiser and stronger than me, and my practicing continued. And then, in high school, that magical thing happened: I started to love playing the piano. But not everything...my passion was find in playing certain kinds of music that, thanks to my older brothers and the Windham Hill record label, I had started to discover. In those days, Yanni (believe it or not) and Jim Brickman rescued my piano-playing career, and I am so very grateful to them for this gift. Now I can play decently well and with some measure of confidence I would never had had except for my mother and those sweet, pensive, soul-searching melodies of Yanni and Brickman, and yes, George Winston.
Ah, the piano. My favorite instrument. (after the human voice, that is) My mother made me learn piano as a child, and I enjoyed getting better at it, but boy did I sure hate practicing those 30 minutes a day. I mean, there were Nintendo games to play and DuckTales cartoons to watch, for heaven's sake? Did my mother have no sense of balance? Fortunately, my mother proved wiser and stronger than me, and my practicing continued. And then, in high school, that magical thing happened: I started to love playing the piano. But not everything...my passion was find in playing certain kinds of music that, thanks to my older brothers and the Windham Hill record label, I had started to discover. In those days, Yanni (believe it or not) and Jim Brickman rescued my piano-playing career, and I am so very grateful to them for this gift. Now I can play decently well and with some measure of confidence I would never had had except for my mother and those sweet, pensive, soul-searching melodies of Yanni and Brickman, and yes, George Winston.
I've been slowly trying to fill out my Winston CD collection, and as of today I'm a little bit closer. Since I'm something of a sharer, here I will share with you one of my favorite Winston arrangements from his Summer album (which I've owned for quite some time) -- "Living in the Country." My advice is to start it up and just close your eyes, imagining looking out of a country cottage window out into a sun-swept field of wildflowers and behind it hills of summer grain. That's what I see anyway. Songs like this move something in me, and that is a treasure.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Day 78 (11/11 - Wed)
Where were you today at 11:11 am, 11/11? (two years from now that will be soooo much cooler) Well, I was doing class prep for Thucydides, but that's not what today's picture is about.
Today was field trip day for my Latin 201 class! We hiked down the hill (and up the stairs, as one student reminded me) to the 3rd floor of BGC where reside the Wheaton College Special Collections. They have a relatively small but very lovely collection of books and manuscript facsimiles in Latin, and I had arranged with David Malone the director over there for a show-and-tell today! What fun!
After a little lecture (by moi) on the techniques of ancient/medieval manuscript manufacturing, we got to look at each of the books set up around the room. The pride of their collection here is an original 1519 edition of Martin Luther's Sermons on the Psalms, originally owned, signed, and written by one of Luther's own students (one Sigimundus), and one of the hand-written marginalia clearly states: "sola fide." It's a little but powerful glimpse into the very foundations of the Protestant Reformation. And all that came after it.
I used to frown on marking up books when I was younger, but I now happily write all kinds of comments in my books, marking them as mine, and offering to it's next, future reader the invitation to continue the conversation. Who knows.... a book of mine might just end up in an archive somewhere one day. You never know.
Today was field trip day for my Latin 201 class! We hiked down the hill (and up the stairs, as one student reminded me) to the 3rd floor of BGC where reside the Wheaton College Special Collections. They have a relatively small but very lovely collection of books and manuscript facsimiles in Latin, and I had arranged with David Malone the director over there for a show-and-tell today! What fun!
After a little lecture (by moi) on the techniques of ancient/medieval manuscript manufacturing, we got to look at each of the books set up around the room. The pride of their collection here is an original 1519 edition of Martin Luther's Sermons on the Psalms, originally owned, signed, and written by one of Luther's own students (one Sigimundus), and one of the hand-written marginalia clearly states: "sola fide." It's a little but powerful glimpse into the very foundations of the Protestant Reformation. And all that came after it.
I used to frown on marking up books when I was younger, but I now happily write all kinds of comments in my books, marking them as mine, and offering to it's next, future reader the invitation to continue the conversation. Who knows.... a book of mine might just end up in an archive somewhere one day. You never know.
Day 77 (11/10 - Tues)
View into the office of my Spanish colleague and all-around good buddy Alejandro, 8:13 pm. Just two doors down from my office.
Day 76 (11/9 - Mon)
Tonight I had an invitation:
"My house is the big white one, next to a brown-brick bungalow-ish house, where my landlord's elderly mother resides. Come around back and up the stairs, all the way up. 7:30 is fine."
So at 7:30 I climbed the wobbly fire stairs up to the attic apartment of one of Wheaton's archivists, a fine fellow by the name of Keith. He served tea and biscuits (you know what tea and biscuits are, right?) and conversation.
And we held forth for many hours on everything ranging from Mormons to walking to Land's End to UFO sightings to driving through New Mexico to CS Lewis.
Here at Wheaton, it usually comes back around to CS Lewis at some point.
Stimulating way to spend an evening.
"My house is the big white one, next to a brown-brick bungalow-ish house, where my landlord's elderly mother resides. Come around back and up the stairs, all the way up. 7:30 is fine."
So at 7:30 I climbed the wobbly fire stairs up to the attic apartment of one of Wheaton's archivists, a fine fellow by the name of Keith. He served tea and biscuits (you know what tea and biscuits are, right?) and conversation.
And we held forth for many hours on everything ranging from Mormons to walking to Land's End to UFO sightings to driving through New Mexico to CS Lewis.
Here at Wheaton, it usually comes back around to CS Lewis at some point.
Stimulating way to spend an evening.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Day 75 (11/8 - Sun)
Tonight I was up late in the office doing research for a new course I'm teaching next spring semester entitled -- Sacred Songs: History of Greek Hymns. I was planning on teaching it anyway, but with the creation of the Wheaton Center for Early Christian Studies, my new course will be cross-listed with that program, and I'm in general very excited about the whole thing. Music! Poetry! Pagan gods! Jesus! Cross-cultural linguistic baggage and religious negotiation! What isn't there to love? The general idea is to spend the first half of the course looking at pre-Christian Greek hymns and spend the second half looking at the early Greek hymns of the Christian church, with an eye toward continuities and differences between the two sets of hymnic material. Can't wait!
In the course of my research on ancient music in general, one important song that pops up is the the Seikilos Stele, a tomb inscription that is famous for including not only a fun little song that passersby are supposed to sing but also the actual musical notation so that people will know what notes to sing! The inscription has been dated from anywhere around 200 BC - AD 100, but anywhere in that period makes this the oldest song with intact (non-fragmentary) original musical notation anywhere in the world! Here is a drawing of the inscription:
Crazy, eh? I LOVE Greek (and Latin)! The musical notations are the weird tiny symbols above the various words in the song (the 6 lines of text that have symbols above them). Check out this link for an explanation and a pretty sweet modern recording of the song!
I love my job!
In the course of my research on ancient music in general, one important song that pops up is the the Seikilos Stele, a tomb inscription that is famous for including not only a fun little song that passersby are supposed to sing but also the actual musical notation so that people will know what notes to sing! The inscription has been dated from anywhere around 200 BC - AD 100, but anywhere in that period makes this the oldest song with intact (non-fragmentary) original musical notation anywhere in the world! Here is a drawing of the inscription:
Crazy, eh? I LOVE Greek (and Latin)! The musical notations are the weird tiny symbols above the various words in the song (the 6 lines of text that have symbols above them). Check out this link for an explanation and a pretty sweet modern recording of the song!
I love my job!
Day 74 (11/7 - Sat)
Today was an another amazingly gorgeous day. Temps hit 71 this afternoon. In November! I could have put up a picture of my glorious bike ride down to Herrick Lake and over to the Danada Equestrian Park. I could have put up a picture of the yumsky dinner I shared at Red Robin with Nathan (new roommate) and his family and various friends. But instead, I will put up a picture of what is now an old acquaintance:
Mr. Leaf!
He is drooping a bit. Is the end near?! Say it ain't so! Don't go Mr. Leaf!
(what's amazing is that you can clearly see some of the other leaves on the tree that are still completely green!)
Mr. Leaf!
He is drooping a bit. Is the end near?! Say it ain't so! Don't go Mr. Leaf!
(what's amazing is that you can clearly see some of the other leaves on the tree that are still completely green!)
Day 73 (11/6 - Fri)
MEATAPALOOZA!
It was definitely time, gentleman.
My men's Bible study group from last year got together tonight to reconnect again before one of our august number (and unfortunately the one with the MAD mass-meat grilling skillz) heads off east to be with his fiancée. We ate like meat-eating kings and then watched Live Free or Die Hard. WHOAH. That movie was amazing!!! Great fun was had by all tonight. As I later described it to a friend, it was a "Man's night of manly meats and movies made for men!"
'Nuff said.
It was definitely time, gentleman.
My men's Bible study group from last year got together tonight to reconnect again before one of our august number (and unfortunately the one with the MAD mass-meat grilling skillz) heads off east to be with his fiancée. We ate like meat-eating kings and then watched Live Free or Die Hard. WHOAH. That movie was amazing!!! Great fun was had by all tonight. As I later described it to a friend, it was a "Man's night of manly meats and movies made for men!"
'Nuff said.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Day 72 (11/5 - Thurs)
A beautiful day! A beautiful day is upon us! I had to take advantage of the gorgeous day we had today, so I took an hour or so break from work this afternoon, hopped on my bike, and headed over to the nearby Lincoln Marsh, a little gem of peace and quiet just around the corner a mile or so from campus.
I watched ducks quietly quack by and the stars start to come out.
[moment of peace on earth]
I watched ducks quietly quack by and the stars start to come out.
[moment of peace on earth]
Day 70 (11/3 - Tues)
This evening I happened to open up a book that my new roommate has kindly brought with him: The Complete Calvin and Hobbes. I literally grew up with these comics, and they would greet me every morning when I'd look at the morning paper while I at breakfast (skipping the boring politics and business news and going straight to the "Everyday" section). I do not exaggerate when I say that it is without a doubt my favorite comic strip of all time. The reason is not just that it "speaks to me," as the saying goes. In a way, I essentially sort of lived Calvin and Hobbes. Not that Calvin is "just like me" or anything like that. There are similarities and differences. But the way in which Calvin and Hobbes both in their turn see and interact with the world have profoundly both reflected and shaped my own experience of life.
To quote Bill Watterson, creator and artist, from his introduction to The Complete C&H:
"In Calvin and Hobbes, I used my childhood--sometimes straight out of the can, sometimes wildly fictionalized, and sometimes as a meaphor for my twenties and thirties--to talk about my life and the issues that interested me. Without exactly intending to, I learned a lot about what I love--imagination, deep friendship, animals, family, the natural world, ideas, ideals...and silliness. These things make my life meaningful..."
If you add God to the list, his list almost perfectly describes me. If you, faithful reader, would like insight into my mind and heart, what makes me tick, studying the comic / philosophical / humanitarian genius of Calvin and Hobbes is a tremendous place to start.
To quote Bill Watterson, creator and artist, from his introduction to The Complete C&H:
"In Calvin and Hobbes, I used my childhood--sometimes straight out of the can, sometimes wildly fictionalized, and sometimes as a meaphor for my twenties and thirties--to talk about my life and the issues that interested me. Without exactly intending to, I learned a lot about what I love--imagination, deep friendship, animals, family, the natural world, ideas, ideals...and silliness. These things make my life meaningful..."
If you add God to the list, his list almost perfectly describes me. If you, faithful reader, would like insight into my mind and heart, what makes me tick, studying the comic / philosophical / humanitarian genius of Calvin and Hobbes is a tremendous place to start.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Day 69 (11/2 - Mon)
Wheaton is in the process of building a brand-spanking new science building, and they're making good progress. While faculty and students won't get to go in for some time yet, one guy I know of is already getting ready to make the switch.
Perry Mastodon is getting new digs.
Perry Mastodon is getting new digs.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Day 68 (11/1 - Sun)
A little over a week ago, I came down with a cold for a few days and gamely fought through it, discovering in the process that the ultimate weapon one can wield against a nasty cold is 10 hours of sleep. "Sweet sleep" as the Greeks would say. I shared this with my friend Anna, which apparently proved somewhat inspirational. For lo and behold, what did I find waiting for me on my doorstep the other day but a package from Anna! A real genuine-article package from a real person! (this doesn't happen that often, so by itself it is worthy of celebration) When I opened the package, the descriptive instructions (hand-written onto the packaging itself, I might add) boldly declared the contents to be The (chronologically incorrect) Penultimate Cold-Fighting Weapon! Hallelujah!
The ginger cookies (by Anna, the box says so) and the Sleepytime tea thus far have done the best to sustain me during this dangerous time of dubiously-obtainable patterns of regular sleep, but surely the Emergen-C and Ricola will bring their preservational powers to bear when a sally is needed against the ever-present cold foe.
But mostly, it warms the heart to know you have cool and thoughtful friends.
(PS - those commercials in the links above are pretty funny)
The ginger cookies (by Anna, the box says so) and the Sleepytime tea thus far have done the best to sustain me during this dangerous time of dubiously-obtainable patterns of regular sleep, but surely the Emergen-C and Ricola will bring their preservational powers to bear when a sally is needed against the ever-present cold foe.
But mostly, it warms the heart to know you have cool and thoughtful friends.
(PS - those commercials in the links above are pretty funny)
Day 67 (10/31 - Sat)
Halloween! How to celebrate? Attend the combined Wheaton choirs concert performance of Fauré's Requiem.
Two of my Latin 201 students were in the choir (Men's Glee Club and Women's Chorale, respectively), AND the Requiem text is in Latin, so I first had our whole class translate the Latin text over two class periods this past week, and then I offered extra credit to any student who attended. I like to support the arts and culture.
(through bribes if necessary...)
Two of my Latin 201 students were in the choir (Men's Glee Club and Women's Chorale, respectively), AND the Requiem text is in Latin, so I first had our whole class translate the Latin text over two class periods this past week, and then I offered extra credit to any student who attended. I like to support the arts and culture.
(through bribes if necessary...)
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Day 66 (10/30 - Fri)
Every year Wheaton College hosts a big-time Talent Show to allow undergrad students the chance to show off and strut their stuff. Well, it was tonight. I didn't go last year, and I ended up not going this year either, but it was *the* buzz of campus today. A professor I had lunch with gave me two VIP tickets to the show that some students had given him, but I wasn't sure what to do with them. A couple hours later I sit down with my TA Julia to work through a stack of papers that needed to be graded and she says:
"Hey, do you know where I can find two tickets to the Talent Show tonight? They're sold out." The result?
Priceless.
As was this piece performed at the Talent Show by a bunch of Mantastic guys, some of whom I know. Ahh... the joys of college life.
"Hey, do you know where I can find two tickets to the Talent Show tonight? They're sold out." The result?
Priceless.
As was this piece performed at the Talent Show by a bunch of Mantastic guys, some of whom I know. Ahh... the joys of college life.
Day 65 (10/29 - Thurs)
Today was the day many people at Wheaton have been working toward for a long time. Tonight marked the official opening of the new Wheaton Center for Early Christian Studies. And as the Classics guy on campus (and the only person teaching Latin, and one of only a few teaching Greek) I get to be a part of this! We had a fancy-pants dinner:
followed by the inaugural lecture given by Dr. Robert Louis Wilken (out of U Virginia), which was very stimulating.
I have to say that it feels *very* good to be connected with the only center for Patristics studies attached to an evangelical school in the nation. It's sort of ironic really... ten years ago I actually visited Catholic University of America out near DC and talked with the faculty that teach Patristics since I was interested in studying it. But I opted for the more traditional Classics route, and I have loved every minute of it. And now, here I am, the Classics professor at Wheaton College, being invited to participate with a new center for Patristics studies on the early church. God is good.
followed by the inaugural lecture given by Dr. Robert Louis Wilken (out of U Virginia), which was very stimulating.
I have to say that it feels *very* good to be connected with the only center for Patristics studies attached to an evangelical school in the nation. It's sort of ironic really... ten years ago I actually visited Catholic University of America out near DC and talked with the faculty that teach Patristics since I was interested in studying it. But I opted for the more traditional Classics route, and I have loved every minute of it. And now, here I am, the Classics professor at Wheaton College, being invited to participate with a new center for Patristics studies on the early church. God is good.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Day 64 (10/28 - Wed)
My brother Aaron is in town right now because of mandatory training sessions (which he calls monumental waste of time and resources, since he already knows how to do his job). The side benefit is that we had the opportunity to see each other, so I headed downtown tonight to meet up with and catch some dinner on the town!
We found a nice Thai restaurant close to his hotel, and we had some fun sharing stories and in general being brothers. At one point it struck me that something altogether new and noteworthy was taking place: although we have known each other our whole lives (well, at least all of my life, and all but three of his years) and although we hang out on a regular basis when I'm in St. Louis or wherever, it has almost always been a situation of domesticity of some sort, at somebody's house. This was, I think, the first time we had ever met in a neutral location, at the end of the business day, both of us meeting up after working at our professional jobs, two brothers both in their 30's, and meeting up in the active, thriving downtown of a very large American city to boot.
Gosh, the whole thing was ... well, so adult-ish. What am I turning into? A responsible, employed adult? Well, it had to happen someday. Getting older can be kind of cool sometimes.
We found a nice Thai restaurant close to his hotel, and we had some fun sharing stories and in general being brothers. At one point it struck me that something altogether new and noteworthy was taking place: although we have known each other our whole lives (well, at least all of my life, and all but three of his years) and although we hang out on a regular basis when I'm in St. Louis or wherever, it has almost always been a situation of domesticity of some sort, at somebody's house. This was, I think, the first time we had ever met in a neutral location, at the end of the business day, both of us meeting up after working at our professional jobs, two brothers both in their 30's, and meeting up in the active, thriving downtown of a very large American city to boot.
Gosh, the whole thing was ... well, so adult-ish. What am I turning into? A responsible, employed adult? Well, it had to happen someday. Getting older can be kind of cool sometimes.
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