Those End of Summer Blues

The first waves of RAs are arriving for training today. Over lunch, I saw friends from the house packing up and moving out. While I don't move across the street to Porter Hall for another week, the signs of the impending shift are everywhere. After work today, I am headed to the bookstore to drop some cash on as many used textbooks as my hands can hold. So, things are changing. We've been blogging about it for weeks. It's time for us to present a solution:



Yes, I'm talking about picking up a new hobby. It's a last-ditch effort to salvage some feeling of accomplishment from the syllabi-free months, but it's not the worst use of time. Myself, I'm learning harmonica via laptop. It kills a lot of afternoon hours when the creek is too high for a quick dip and the sun is too hot for a casual stroll. Above, you see Michelle "Longlost" Casali and I faking skills way back in June, but these day I'm making a sincere effort, and progress. I've been reading up online and practicing diligently. In all seriousness, I'm starting to feel like I'm getting somewhere with this old knicknack.

So, turn up the jazz. Crank the blues. August is hot and sticky. Welcome to harmonica season!

- Julia