"Hey, are you from Oklahoma?"
"Uh, no. I'm from Vermont"
"Oh, uh, I live 20 min from OU and I just wondered. How'd you get the
"My dad went there (the "shhhaa" noise was silent, but
"Oh, well, so'd mine. Boomer Sooner."
Thursday, July 27, 2006
The Part Where I Slowly Begin To Think Again Of Home
Today I was snapped momentarily out of my crunchy granola artsy summer world by a kid at the dining hall wearing a University of Oklahoma t shirt. I approached him like something from a world I no longer knew, a world where all the Route 44 Sonic drinks on earth couldn't atone for the SUV's, W stickers, and suburban sprawl.