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It's a logical question. What if butterlamb melts? What if butterlamb retreats into the corn of the field of dreams? What if butterlamb hijacks a bus and heads to Akron Ohio? What will we take pictures of?
We have a backup plan dear readers. Their names are Carlos and Mr. Met. As you can see, they're fired up for the trip too.
But there is another logical question of course. What if Carlos, Mr. Met, and butterlamb don't get along? What if there are lingering issues of jealousy that fester between the three of them?
Have no fear. After a long sit down with all three, we can report their are no jealousy issues. Carlos and Mr. Met recognize that they are Endy Chavez in this situation: ie. supersubs. And just to prove it, see for yourself the love between all three.
For those who have been eagerly awaiting the initial viewing of butterlamb, here he is...As you can see, he is sitting on a suitcase. He's fired up and ready to go!
I'm looking for everything and anything to distract myself from packing up the freight truck that is sitting outside our apartment building right now, so I wanted to wax poetic on a book/movie and defunt TV show.
First, I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE FINAL HARRY POTTER BOOK!!! (And the fifth movie!!!) I need to start plotting out which bookstore in SF will have midnight Harry Potter release parties and which movie theatre is best to see the fifth movie. I am that pathetic.
Second, I miss The O.C. Don't knock it 'til you've watched it. I swear. The whiny, emo music soundtrack... the misadventures of wealthy kids in their Hummers... drama-rama of teenage deaths, alcoholism, trips to Mexico... sigh. My life is a little emptier without Marissa, Ryan, Cohen, Summer, Sandy and Kirsten.
Since moving to Northampton in September, 2005, Interstate 91 has been the absolute bane of my existence. Living in Northampton and driving to work in Hartford means driving through TWO states and putting 90 miles on my car five days a week. So, as it is my final day at work, I would like to thank several groups of people and road situations that have made my drives continually FUBAR:
- The drivers who read the newspaper... while driving.
- The States of CT and MA for the severe lack of public transportation which creates daily traffic backups as far north as Ellington, CT. That's right, a town 17 MILES NORTH of Hartford.
- The sneaky CT and MA state troopers who hunt for blood.
- Those unable to understand the concept of merging.
And to those who made my drive more palatable:
- My trusty iPod mini which against all odds (hey, we all know iPods die after two years) has endured and endured my karaoke renditions of Bon Jovi, Modest Mouse, Pat Benatar and They Might Be Giants songs.
- The gorgeous mountain ranges along 91 in MA. The views in the morning when the fog is just lifting or when there's a light snow falling...
Welcome friends, family, colleagues and random visitors. This web site has been created by Jen and Dan to not only chronicle our cross-country travels as we move from Northampton, MA to San Francisco, CA (gulp) next week but to write about life on the other Left Coast.
The more ridiculous element of this move - surely not the fact that our boxes of books take up more space then our furniture, that our cost of living will go up exponentially, that we will no longer experience actual seasons - is that a butter lamb is coming along for the ride (see picture to the right), like a sort of mascot. No, it's not a lamb encased in butter. It's an actual slab of butter shaped into a lamb... which has been sitting in our freezer for over a year now. For more info on what the heck a butter lamb is, head over here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butter_lamb
Just as in the movie Amelie a garden gnome is taken on a journey and photographed in odd places, we will do the same with said butter lamb. Butter lamb in front of Mount Rushmore? Absolutely. Butter lamb in Reno? Possibly. Stay tuned for photos and travel entries.
