The Scar and the New Logo
Plotnik decided to pull the little bandage off this morning and see what was underneath. Turns out it's a purply-black line and a bunch of stitches. Thankfully, he's got another bandage. The stitches come out Thursday.
Plotnik got that scar in a knife fight in Pennsylvania, outside the bar where he was drinking and cracking ethnic jokes with the boys, before they went down to the VFW Lodge to go bowling. Plotnik is SO working class.
So here's what's going on: The Great Beezie Weezie has accepted an offer to go to Brown University for a graduate school program in -- well, it's like geography and like geology, or as she says "climatological wizardry." She's going to dig in dirt and find out what was going on in Africa a few bazillion years ago. Hopefully it won't take her quite that long to earn her Ph.D. and become the first Doctor Plotnik in this branch of the family.
On the good side: a great program, the right professors and mentors, and lots of professional and financial support.
On the bad side: Providence, Rhode Island. Not that there's anything wrong with Providence -- it's just far away from home, that's all. BZ has been far away since she was 18. Everyone had hoped for California -- but Brown is far and away the best program.
Once she is officially Doctor Plotnik, we all will be required to walk up to her at cocktail parties and say: "Excuse me, Doctor. Could you please take a look at this wart?"
"I study climate."
"Yeah, well, whatever."
Anyway, we need a new BZ logo. The Pith Helmet appears to be temporarily out of service.
Also: The Greats PD, 5H and B are leaving Thursday for Paris. Yes, France. They've got friends with an apartment there, so they have a free place to stay. Also, B flies free before she's two (if you can imagine a baby on your lap for ten or eleven nonstop hours), so they've got to go now. They're even going to spend a weekend in Brittany -- wow, the weekend after this!
So, the family is on the move, with the exception of, you know, like, us. Jeez.
posted by DAK @ 9:00 AM
6 Comments:
Oh, that's rough about your daughter staying on the East Coast. But, we will soon be getting emails from France, so that will be great fun. The scar is tiny.
The "scar" is not even a scar. It's an unhealed cut with stitches. I know you WANT a scar, but it'll probably just fade to nada.
That scar looks horrible! I can't believe you didn't at least get a handicapped placard to help you cope with it.
And there has to be a joke somewhere about studying geography/geology in a state that doesn't even understand the concept of "island."
As far as the bar fight, didn't Obama have your back?
Congratulations to Bronnie! Yay, Brown. My ancestors were religious outcasts who founded Providence. Apparently they followed a woman preacher. Imagine!
*Hopefully* at Thanksgiving in 5 years, you'll have one doctor looking at your climate-induced worts, and another doctor checking you for earthquake-fear-induced scars. :)
That's true, Cousin Seattle. Both of you are making the family proud. In five years we'll all be that much older, too. Get ready for "Say, Doc, I have a problem with my bowels. Can I describe it to you in great detail?" "I study rocks." "Whatever."
Post a Comment
<< Home