I like it here. Last night, we went out for to a bar and I had two beers and my two beers cost a magical three dollars, total. Like, what is this? Mecca? And the night before, I had a glass of wine with dinner that cost $2.95. And it was full. None of this half-filled glass bullshit, this was a GLASS OF WINE.
ALSO it is very lovely here. It reminds me of home, but a bit greener and with really giant magnolia trees. I thought my mother had a giant magnolia in her backyard, it turns out hers is but middling.
ALSO ALSO the hushpuppies at Prissy Polly’s are better than the ones at the Gumbo Pot in LA. Sorry, Gumbo Pot. But, hey, your sweet potato salad still wins.
The only problem with North Carolina is that it was hard to find a place to have lunch today, and then it was hard to find a place to have dinner, because it turns out people believe in all that god stuff here, so things are actually closed on Sunday. I know, weird, right?
Oh, and the conference. The conference was so great. It was really exciting because I was presenting work that deals with issues that are kind of new and different in musicology, and that I was a little apprehensive about it because I wasn’t sure how it would be received, but it was received so warmly, far beyond my expectations. So that’s awesome. It turns out that maybe I’m sort of clever after all, even though most days I feel like a babbling idiot.
And now I should probably go to bed because my plane leaves at 5:00 in the morning because for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to book that particular departure, when actually it was a stupid idea. That’s what I get for thinking I’m clever.