Sans wifi

Mom,

I am moved in and unpacked and napped and coffeed.

(I figure since this is my last day with the English language I can butcher it as much as I want. Feel free to use those new verbs I just created. You're welcome.)

I have also met my roommate, Ryan. Or Adam, I can't remember for sure. When I met him I did a name association for myself but made the mistake of using Adam Ryan as a memory tool. I even asked the nice girls whom are moving everyone in to remind me, but that didn't work worth a darn. Now I'm banking on him forgetting my name and doing our introductions again.

I hope he doesn't cheat like I did.

A Twenteen is an early twenty-something who hasn't quite given up the shreeking and giggling and "you're-such-a-sl*t-ing" from their late teen years.

When I went to the local fast-coffee joint I over heard three young women talking about the french program and I was about to say hi until they openly labled themselves as a gaggle of twenteens.

I kept my bearded mouth shut and sat in the corner and watched an 85 yr old hit on a pair of 89 yr olds.

I sure hope I find more thirty-ishes like my roommate (although he might be closer to a 1/4 lifer if I am not mistaken).

Anyway, I should finish my sub and get back to french school. I just wanted to let you know that I overheard the twenteens say that they didn't know what they'd do because we weren't getting access to the campus wifi.

My updates may be coming from my phone when I get around to it.

Miss you,

--b

Sent with love, from Nowhere, Particular

first night in Moncton

Dear Mom,

The cat gets Valium.

This is fine. After what I've seen here every cat should get Valium. And of course it's not real Valium, because people save that for other people. Cats get other stuff that we're told effects them, the cats, in the same way that Valium effects humans.

So the cat gets not-Valium.

And really I should write that the cat got not-Valium for the first time tonight and after what I've seen here, every cat should get it.

More on that later because I am off to bed because while we watched the cat take the not-Valium I lost count of the whiskey's I've had.

Do keep in mind that I'm learning how to count in French. Tomorrow I learn how to say four.

your son,

--b

going east

a few of my plans to go east are coming together.

this is really great because I am set to leave in the next two and a half weeks.

not to mention that by "few" I mean "one" and that one is my ride out there.

turns out kajiji has a rideshare program. it's a bit like couchsurfing for drivers without the profiles and community.

come to think of it the service could do with a bit of community.

perhaps Cory and I will discuss this on the steady trip east.

By the way; Happy Birthday Greg! Your card is in the mail, and Bizz, your mothers day card is lost in my parents kitchen. I hope it turns up because I really liked picking it out. I have a few other mother's day cards to send out but alas I do not have any addresses.

Merde.

Bon Nuit!

--b

The New Big

Man.

I wrote something.

I'm too tired to read over it to post it.

So I didn't.

I wrote this boring piece.

Next time will be better. I promise.

(The good news is my beard is big. Not Italy-big, but still pretty big. I think East Coast-big will set a new standard for Bird's Big Beard)