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Hello Stephen,

Yeah yeah yeah, shaddap, so what if I speak country girl with a Michigan farm town accent sometimes...(hence the title).  So sue me.  I can't help where I come from, ya know?  But I gotta tell ya, once you've seen a cow, a pig, or a goat, you've pretty much seen them all, and at this point in my life, I could never go live in the country again.  I gotta be near a highway, a mall, civilization...ya know?  But I do love nature though, so I like a happy medium between city and country.  I don't want to live right in the heart of a city either, too noisy, congested, stressful. (Been there, done that for 10 years in DC).

In addition to working at the Holocaust Museum in DC, I also used to work at the College of William and Mary in Reston, Virginia, (2.5 years as the Program Coordinator for the School of Business MBA Program).  It was a satellite office, with the headquarters of the college actually located in Williamsburg. But great googa mooga, that town really and truly BLOWS CHUNKS....seriously....they JUST got a small movie theater about 4 years ago.  Let me repeat that, in case it didn't sink in....FOUR YEARS AGO, they JUST GOT a movie theater.  There is literally NOTHING TO DO in that town.  And never-mind that this new theater shows films that are 6-10 months old...it's still a new fangled movie theater don'tchaknow, and it makes the bumpkins happy.

I used to have to go to Williamsburg all the time for my job, and it sucked shit through a straw, it was so damned boring. I'd stay in the hotel by myself and wish to GOD I had somebody--ANYBODY---to have sex with, play cards with or go to a thrift store with, just to pass the time. I mean, you spend the day listening to tourists tell their kids, "ooooh, look, there are people in triangle-shaped hats, telling us all about the primitive life of the settlers in that colony so long ago...and hey, looky there, it's a log cabin, and she's churning butter...and hey, there's a GOAT."  Yeah, once you take that tour, you never ever have to take it again as long as you live.  It's just that effective (aka: Lame).

I love history, don't get me wrong, and I see the bigger picture of all things, and how history repeats itself, so I do really dig deep into it...I've been to Lincoln's birth place, his office where he worked as a lawyer, and the Ford's Theater where he died (as well as the house across the street, where he was taken before he died).  I've loved studying Abraham Lincoln the most, but I also toured the Frederick Douglass house, and that man was truly as amazing, or even moreso, than Lincoln.  So, I can totally dig into history, but in Williamsburg, unless you're a tourist, there is literally NOTHING THERE worth seeing.  Okay, maybe the Great Wolf Lodge, sure, that's a fun indoor water park...but that's about it.  Oh, alright, golf courses too. But I don't play golf, unless it's miniature.  Then I'd beat the pants off ya.  I play a mean air hockey too.

Ah well, I don't know what made me go off on a tangent about that, but suffice it to say, you've not missed much if you have never been to Williamsburg.  Cross it right off your bucket list, you'll thank me later.

Aw hell, I have to go pick up Florence from her physical therapy appointment. I'll be back later. SIGH.

Love, Rebecca