…to the faithful, to those of you who check this blog every day, hoping for some morsel to indicate the well-being or otherwise of your favorite Shinns. I realize this update is long overdue. (I also realize that previous sentence is a terrific example of reverse hyperbole. Does anyone know the real term for that, or should we make one up?)
Ana-ways, (as Edna Brosie would say), (or is it Ed Nabrosie? I always wondered.), (is this too much parenthetical chatter? Am I throwing off an intelligence-gathering effort as we speak?), I’m in Reedley. I’m tempted to say that I’m back in Reedley, back that implies a prior state of physical location here, and we all know there is nonesuch state.
I arrived here after the worst travel day of my life. In comparison to many travel experiences, even some that YOU may have had, it wasn’t that bad. For instance, I arrived here with 10 fingers and 10 toes intact, and that meets the Navy’s definition of a safe trip. Feel free to share your worst travel experience in the comments below, and we’ll all ooh! and ahh! over how bad you’ve had it. I’ll spare you the details of my story.
Well, we’ve had some interesting experiences here in Reedley so far. So interesting, in fact, that I’ve pondered a name change for the blog. How does ‘Andrew and Lisa Move to Small-Town America’ sound to you? Yes, it is a shameless rip-off of ‘Jon and Rachel Move to England’. No one ever said the best ideas lay in the realm of originality!
Stay tuned for a blog post (coming soon to a blog near you!) (back to the parantheticals again?!) about our trip to the Saturday auction!
California Cheers,
Andrew