The bus drives through

The future, as always, looks bright and shiny.

Last week, I got a call from my landlord. Turns out they don't really want to honor an agreement that I have in writing with them that before my rent is increased, they need to fix some things. In addition, they would love for the rent increase to be retroactive. Should I not comply, which I informed them I wouldn't, I will be getting evicted.

The conversation lasted an hour, and included a number of fallacies, including a claim that I am obstructing progress, because they allegedly wanted to fix some things but I wouldn't let them in. Oddly, no one ever called me. Maybe if they had the keys to the apartment that they own, it would be easier for them, as I gave them permission to come here and work, given they give me 24 hours notice. But alas, I am probably moving.

I missed my last Improv Asylum show because of the call, which came about an hour before I intended to leave. I wish I hadn't missed it. I have another tonight, for which I'm pretty geared up.

Work is slowing down significantly at the Freedom Trail. Tours are going off with just 2 or 3 people. I'm worried about money for the winter. I guess I just have to hope for some nice days in the frigid darkness.

Erin's family is coming here for the holidays. The circumstances aren't exactly ideal, but they're being really reasonable and helpful, so I imagine their visit for Thanksgiving will end up pleasant. At worst I can work on my impression of her dad. He's got a great voice which would be gold on stage.

All in all, though, I feel pretty good. I'm feeling rather academic again, and have been reading more history books and arguing with my printed nemeses, much to by bed partner's chagrin. I just finished a book called "American Revolutionaries in the Making." The author, a southern historian from Duke, was essentially arguing that Virginia provided the foundation of the Revolutionary generation, and that that revolutionary generation changed virtually not at all from the colonial infrastructure.

In addition to not being terribly revolutionary, it's a pretty benign telling of the country's founding, and in the great southern tradition, gives altogether too much credit to southern aristocracy in establishing the American Republic.

He also uses "democracy" wrong. That's a big pet peeve of mine.