So you're trying to do all the major life changes at one time, Gris?

I get to Nashville every few months, because my mother is there, and I keep thinking I'd love to meet up with Kate. It's just hard to get away from Mom. If you're interested in the history of anything in East Nashville, my mother grew up there and still gets together with East High alumni. She is somewhat bemused by the gentrification of East Nashville, since when she was growing up, it was the wrong side of the river.

Hey Gris, congratulations on many fronts!

Thanks all! We are indeed trying to do everything life changy all at once. Why not?

I think many people still think of east Nashville as the wrong side of the river, but they're definitely becoming more and more mistaken.

Congrats on the good PT news sj.

I think I'm going to take a road trip to Johnstown tomorrow. I feel like I should explore more of Pennsylvania. There are a few museums, and a tram thing to the top of a mountain that's supposed to be cool.

I think I'm going to take a road trip to Johnstown tomorrow.

David McCullough's book on the flood is excellent. It also makes you want to grab government regulation of things like damns and hug it and kiss it.

eta: dams, damn it.

David McCullough's book on the flood is excellent. It also makes you want to grab government regulation of things like damns and hug it and kiss it.

I haven't read the book yet, but I'm probably going to. I'm sure they'll have it at the museum gift shop.

So, Emmett is about to leave for 8 days on the East Coast, and he's been urged to spend some quality time with Matilda this evening. Hence, they've spent the last hour or so running around like maniacs, pouncing on each other (Matilda: Come on, little horsie! Emmett: What do you think, I'm made of horses?) and have now moved on to the wholesome activity of duct-taping Emmett's pajamas onto Matilda and making her prance around like the whitest hip-hop midget in history.

She just shuffled down the hallway, flapping her too-long sleeves and staggering in her too-long pants and cackling, "My evilness! My evilness!" as Emmett followed her, saying scornfully, "You don't have any evilness!"

She just shuffled down the hallway, flapping her too-long sleeves and staggering in her too-long pants and cackling, "My evilness! My evilness!"

This comes from watching the Wicked Witch of the West get melted on YouTube, in case you were all wondering.

as Emmett followed her, saying scornfully, "You don't have any evilness!"

That's what he thinks.

David McCullough's Johnstown Flood book is where I first read one of my favorite quotes. A young Hearst reporter's dispatch from the flood began "God stood on a mountaintop here and looked at what his waters had wrought." William Randolph Hearst immediately cabled him, "Forget flood. Interview God."

Hey Gris, congratulations on many fronts!

I agree with the sentiment, but must confess to having misread it at first as "congratulations on many fonts" which was confusing because I only saw the one in Gris' posts.

Once again, Emmett and Matilda are the epitome of awesome siblingness.