My first night in Pullman, Ellen and I went to the wine bar and ended up getting a bunch of free samples. The lady serving the wine was actually a grad student in neurobiology, so we ended up talking grad school and science for a while. Somehow, I just can't get away. There was also a family from Arizona at the bar that we ended up talking to, which was completely unsurprising; it seems that the entire world has lived in Arizona at some point.
On Sunday, I went up to the high school to do some kata in the field. While doing sai kata, someone's supposed-to-be-leashed dog thought about messing with me. The dog's owner was wise enough to call her dog away, as I don't think she wanted to see it impaled on my sai.
On Sunday, I went up to the high school to do some kata in the field. While doing sai kata, someone's supposed-to-be-leashed dog thought about messing with me. The dog's owner was wise enough to call her dog away, as I don't think she wanted to see it impaled on my sai.
On Monday, my mom and I took a hike up Kamiak Butte, which is about 20 minutes north of Pullman. It's a beautiful hike, and offers a great view of the fields and rolling hills that define the area. Later that day, I went to Moscow to buy some new swimming trunks, as my old ones were getting a little threadbare in the anal region. I did a Google search for "Threadbare in the Anal Region" and was disappointed to learn that there is no band out there with that name.
On Tuesday, I visited my old dojo. Mr. Shirey was held late at work, so I taught his youth class, and then worked out with him, Mr. Smith and Mr. Thompson for a couple hours. Afterward, I went to dinner with Sheldon and Debi and their kids, but it was over rather quickly. This trip to Pullman felt a little too short for some reason.
However, it wasn't too short for the random Pullman chance encounter. At the coffee shop I ran into a couple of my old teachers, my 7th and 8th grade Spanish teacher, Ms. Lew, and my 9th grade English teacher, Mrs. Tinder. Ms. Lew has retired from teaching and is now a flight attendant; she spends her off time traveling the world. Mrs. Tinder is also retired and was delighted to know that I own a couple of her husband's textbooks.
However, it wasn't too short for the random Pullman chance encounter. At the coffee shop I ran into a couple of my old teachers, my 7th and 8th grade Spanish teacher, Ms. Lew, and my 9th grade English teacher, Mrs. Tinder. Ms. Lew has retired from teaching and is now a flight attendant; she spends her off time traveling the world. Mrs. Tinder is also retired and was delighted to know that I own a couple of her husband's textbooks.
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