Just recently, Barrett reminded me of my neglected weblog page. I was surprised I had dedicated readers (at least one anyway) who noticed I wasn't keeping up. So, after totally forgetting about it, I'll do my best to keep posting.
I'm officially a resident of Kansas City. Well, Overland Park, to be more specific. But just like I live in Fenton, a suburb of St. Louis, the similar situation applies. It's a nice area, with everything convenient, though traffic can be rather vexing and the area as a who is a bit boring and lacking "personality" in a way. Since it's all very new, it's a lot of house after house situated on zero acre lots and not much variation in the way of buildings and streets. But it's nice.
The drivers really are terrible. Man, it's awful. On that note, I will soon have my Kansas driver's license. From the preview, it actually looks like I might have a decent picture. My prior license pics look like disheveled orphan and a serial flasher wearing lipstick, respectively. This one, at this point, has no derisive description as of yet.
So, as I get used to becoming a Kansas Citian (is that right?), I will soon become more familiar with the athletic luxuries this area has to offer. Namely, I need to scope out places to play: racquetball, softball, indoor soccer, and badminton, among other sports. And, I need to get my library card. I like libraries.
Until next time, good day.
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