I heard ya missed me – I’m back!

I just got back from the Granite State, where I enjoyed a week of hobnobbing with other libertarian/anarcho-capitalist types and general exploration of that woodsy part of New England I committed to moving to, in a fit of depression, after our last election.

Thoughts of moving are a real mixed bag. This is my home. We’re spoiled rotten here with a constant barrage of interesting things to do, a lively music scene, tolerable weather, and the stiff competition in restaurants. Did you know that San Francisco is the only major city where if every resident went out to eat at the same time, there would be room to seat us all at once?

New Hampshire has plenty of things going for it, but a happening city life is not among them. The largest city, Manchester, feels more like a small town. Sure, Boston is just an hour away by train or car, but I want to live in the city, damnit! Like Jesse Bernstein, give me more noise, please!

At the end of the day, I had to decide what was most important to me. I decided that, above all else, I want a chance to live free before I die. Green Acres, here I come!

1 Comment so far

  1. cd (unregistered) on August 8th, 2005 @ 9:21 am

    Live in Portsmouth or die of boredom . . . . .

    Maybe that’s unfair, after all, Manch-vegas (yeah they really call it that) is a fantastic town. But really, Portsmouth, man, Portsmouth.



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