Later this month, because I’m every bit at schizophrenic in my approach to professional development as I am in my approach to men, I’m taking some time “off” to deliver a paper at the annual conference of the Congress on Research in Dance.
(And just in case that’s not geeky enough, the conference is co-sponsored by the Society for Ethnomusicology this year. Also, rest assured: the dating talk will resume on Monday, especially as I’ll be seeing The Wedding Date in less than week [!] but in the meantime, I needed a quick break from all this talk of emotional polygamy.)
I’m particularly excited about this conference, not because I have any great confidence in the paper I’m to deliver (it has yet to… materialize) but because three of my favorite professors are also presenting and they’ll be arriving from London in less than two weeks.
I received an email from one asking if there was anything in particular I would like her to bring from the UK.
Would I ever!
The British Isles aren’t exactly known for their culinary arts (mushy peas, anyone?) but their instant, just-add-water products are second to none. To this end, I have asked for a jar of Oxfam instant coffee and two boxes of instant soup.
Admittedly, I’m a bit embarrassed to be asking a world-renown scholar to bring me a bunch of freeze-dried cup-o-soups and dehydrated coffee but what can I say? Instant coffee doesn’t suck in the UK like it does here—in fact it’s actually socially acceptable to drink across the pond!
I brought a jar home with me the last time I went to London and guarded it with the tenacity of a crack whore. (Actually, I’m not sure that crack whores are all that tenacious when they’re under the influence, but you get the point: instant coffee from the US is a waste of natural resources; instant coffee from the UK is worth its weight in gold.) Unfortunately, it’s been a while since I’ve set foot on British soil—way too long, actually—and my stash has long since run dry.
And on that note, I should probably do something about that paper. Like, you know, start writing it.
In the meantime, I hope that I’m not the only one who has a thing for weird “souvenirs.” Anyone else?
- Of Cheesecake, Waffles and Waffling (katrichterwrites.wordpress.com)
- Coffee- How do you like yours? (anthonyeverson1.wordpress.com)
- Espresso Martini (anthonyeverson1.wordpress.com)