I Are Back

Is anything more meta than someone taking a picture of you taking a picture? MK took this pic while I was shooting the New York regiment memorial at Gettysburg. The day was on the verge of raining, and indeed it did start raining in full force once we were perched on Little Round Top. Let me tell ya, those rock out crops get might slippery once they're wet.
Gettysburg was astounding, a must visit for anyone passing through. I'm not at all a Civil War buff, but there's an undeniable clarity, due in large part because of the geography, afforded by this battle site to the inevitable outcome to this war. Seldom can you stand and look at something and say, Yes, I see. MK and I rode horses through the battleground where Pickett's Charge took place and I can't imagine a more colossal strategic folly than this one. Lee had been nearly flawless in his guidance over the CSA forces heretofore, but when he fucked up, he did it on a cosmic scale. Even now somewhere in a distant galaxy, a baby nebula weeps.
Next up: The Mutter Museum. Who knew syphilis was so horrifying?

On Vacation

Tomorrow around dawn MK and I will be leaving on vacation. Yay for the dog being rent out to a kennel and yay for no having to watch my kids' latest entries on Youtube! Yay and double yay!
MK and I are going to take a horseback riding tour of the battlefield at Gettysburg, then we're going to stay at some dive motel outside of Philadelphia and then on our way to Lewes Beach in Delaware we're going to stop at the Mutter Museum, part of the Physicians College at the University of Pennsylvania and ranked one of the creepiest places on Earth by the Travel Channel. Can life get any better than this? Don't answer that. All I know is that I'm all a-tingle because I've been wanting to hit up the Mutter for at least a decade. I'm just never passing through Philly. It's waaaay on the other side of the Alabama between Pittsburgh and New Jersey. We're just never over there because we're busy being over here. But with a trip to DE I told MK that we had to stop at the Mutter, plus MK's grandfather went to Penn (and became a surgeon), so he must've visited the Mutter at some point too. It can't be that scary, can it? One can only hope.
After that we'll be off to the beach for a week of sun, good food, too much wine, and plenty of TMI. Sigh. It's good to be away from phones and computers, and I really love watching nonlocal local news. It's such a relief when somebody else has a water main break, I can't tell you.