evaporation For the most part my family wouldn't like Providence. My Mom did when she visited. Ben wouldn't, not for more than a day or two. My grandparents wouldn't. They might like Rhode Island, they might like the coast. Dad, too. Sis might get into Providence. But it would be too cold for her. In more ways than one.

My friends wouldn't like Providence, either. Rob wouldn't dig it, neither would Kase. Seaberg might appreciate it, but he's more Boston if anyplace up here. Mike, any of those guys. Nah. Sherry...Sherry's like my sister. It might be too cold for her, too.

Eric likes the city. Nate is a Providence guy. Becky appreciates it, as any girl from the suburbs does. Kristin knows it's no New York City, but it does ok for now. Sarah doesn't like it too much she says. Tom and Jess are looking West. Pastor Scott gets it. Yeah he does.

I had it. For about 5 minutes today, I was really focused at work. Well, maybe 5 minutes is exaggerating a bit. But I'd say at least three.

My new boss reminds me of that episode of Seinfeld, the one where Jerry is having new cabinets installed in his kitchen; George has the guy put in a nap area under his desk at work.

CONRAD: Oh, Jerry are you okay with this hinge?

JERRY: Yeah.

CONRAD: I can get you any kind you want, you know. Four holes, three holes, two holes, bronze, no hinge at all.

JERRY: You know, why don't we just go with the one in your hand?

CONRAD: Oh, these are different.

JERRY: Drop one. . . . left!

--The Nap

But that's ok. It can get worse, but it can get better. You know?

Josh isn't convinced of Providence anymore. But, you know. Things change. Especially when you're young. Yeah, things change daily.

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