Usually, in the Lyra universe, I am like one of the Oxford scholars. My adventures (and I love them and plan to dedicate my life to them) are in the realm of books and ideas. But since I don't know what I will be doing in the fall (hopefully, school, but there is some doubt), I am going to fill up every second with another kind of adventures, Gyptian adventures. Like Farder Coram, I am going to see things and do things and think about things, different things, outside things, exotic things, things that don't happen in grad school, things that you can't teach.
I'm going to read, of course; I think I would die if I didn't read. But I am going to read like Gail Wynand: here, there, everywhere. No courses of study for me. Only random entrances and exits into new worlds, coming and going when I fancy.
So to start off my journaling of this adventure story, I'll tell you what Livy and I did since ATLOSCon ended.
- Toured an old gold mine and panned for gold.
- Read Percy Jackson out loud in a hot tub.
- Played Yahtzee, Trouble, Chess, and Checkers.
- Canoed on the Toccoa River.
- Parked my canoe in the tip of a fish trap and wandered around it marveling at those awesome Mississippian Indians.
- Shouted at geese.
- Rode horses.
- Started my tour through Bruce Springsteen, thanks to the mixed CD a friend gave me. (Incidentally, he talks about dock workers as much as country singers talk about farmers. It's like an adventure through the North.)
This last few days has started my summer off right, in my opinion. Check back for more adventuring.
