Why do they do that?

One of the things I enjoy most about going home for any type of break is the fact that you get to go doctors' appointments. Why is it that the only open time they have is 8:30 in the morning? People go in at 8, 9, 9:30 but for whatever reason 8:30 is the ugly cousin nobody wants. I rather enjoy the fact that while they're cleaning your teeth the hygienist decides to ask the most complicated questions. How do you like school? It's good. What is your major? History. Was the United States, in your educated opinion, justified in dropping the Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Well that is a question that requires a tremendous amount of thought and one must... They never fail.

Spring time is a good time. Being back home, even if for just a moment, re-energized the batteries and have me looking forward to the Summer. Good things abound. This much is certain. And it all begins on May 11th from the comforts of a porch on Central where my mind will face a noble and worthy adversary. As our minds are stimulated and fed we will fed the people. Get hungry. Get hungry for blueberry pancakes. Get hungry for Summer. Get hungry for laughter. Get hungry for unplanned evenings. Get fed.