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Calgon... take me away!

I'm still waiting for things to settle down - so far, no luck. I'm still running around trying to keep up with grading and planning. I don't know why this year is so crazy, but I suspect it's all the extras I keep piling on. I'm advising a club, attending more meetings and doing home hospital for an ill student. Plus, I keep assigning writing assignments (like a fool!) which then have to be graded... did I mention that I have about 25 more students this year? For some reason the school is practically bursting at the seams. More are enrolling every day. We keep hearing every year that the population is on a downswing, but every year the classes are over 35 students on the first day. I guess someone is broadcasting how great we are all over the county.

Yesterday, I went out to my aunt's to attend "Saginaw Day." It's a non-professional logger competition in Brooklyn, WA. I'll bet you didn't even know there was a Brooklyn in WA did you? Apparently word has gotten out because there were over 500 people there, roughly quadruple the size of the town (or rather the former town - the postal service deleted it in the last 60's). The competition was not quite the calibar of the ones you see on ESPN, but they're still a lot better than I would be. The best part was when the crowd would convince one of the old timers to try it out and would just kill the young "bucks" (oh, yeah... when was the last time you heard the term "laddie-buck" used in daily conversation? 'Cause I heard it about 50 times yesterday). The guy who won the chainsaw-bucking was about 75 years old. Very much small town life.

Comments

Ryan said…
You're right in my wheel-house here!

I love Grey's Harbor County. I grew up in Rochester, but we had a place near Ilwaco growing up, so we spent a lot of time driving through Raymond, Pe Ell, Oakville, Matlock, Elma, and Monte on our way to the beach or sport events. It's a beautiful part of the state that too many people ignore on their way to Forks or Long Beach.
This year is crazy, isn't it? We keep saying that things have got to settle down at some point here...but they just aren't. Argh.
Euclid said…
Yup, this year has been a crazy one. I'm just barely beginning to remember how to juggle everything.

Running a chainsaw can be a very fun thing to do!

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