Tags: Chicago; St. Looey; Joplin, Missouri; Oklahoma City*; Amarillo; Gallup, New Mexico; Flagstaff, Arizona; Winona; Kingman; Barstow; San Bernardino.
The Old is the New New summer hiatus continues, but Route 96, my ten-year-old summer roadtrip blog, is kicking right along. We’re in the southwest now, and well into the good stuff. Highlights so far include Graceland, naturally, Enterprise Square, Oklahoma, a decaying theme park celebrating the free market system, and Miles Music Museum, probably the creepiest museum in Arkansas. Check it out if you still love our freedoms.
*Not actually all that pretty. Go figure.
Tags: How I spent my summer vacation.
Old is the New New is still on summer hiatus, but here’s the new old content I’ve been promising you: my new summer vacation blog, Route 96!
Ten years ago, in the summer of 1996, I and two friends drove across the USA and back. Actually, that makes the trip sound more linear than it was. Really, we drove around the country, in a big rambling loop. We avoided the interstates whenever possible, taking two-lane highways and seeking out all the roadside Americana we could find: Graceland and Las Vegas, sure, but also things like Carhenge, Roswell’s UFO Research Center, and the World’s Largest Talking Cow. We covered ten thousand miles and visited twenty-five states. It was one of the most excellent things I’ve ever done in my life.
After we returned, I wrote the whole trip up and published it as a zine. Because that was what one did in the days before weblogs. Ten years later, to commemorate the anniversary of that trip, to share the love with a new generation, and to imagine a time where I could seriously contemplate spending four freaking weeks tooling across the continent with my underemployed buddies, I’m going to blog the ten-year-old zine, entry by entry, on this snazzy new weblog. (I’m also using this as a way to play with WordPress, since I’m thinking of switching this blog over to that at some point.)
Come, get your kicks on Route 96.
Tags: Fish are jumping, cotton high, parents highly admirable according to gendered double standard.
I’m still on
vacation hiatus busy being somebody’s daddy, but I have a new post for you at Cliopatria, a few new links in the New New sidebar to the right, and here’s a glimpse of the summer vacation treat that’s going to fill up the rest of the summer here. (It may not stay at that URL, so don’t do anything crazy like subscribing to the RSS feed there yet. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you posted.) Old is the New New will return for really real in September.
Tags: Vacation, Yuki has a posse, acme of the Bobos, explaining the joke, the luckiest guy in the world.
Contain your grief: Old is the New New is going on vacation for July and August. Keep checking in, though (or subscribe to my RSS feed), as I have plans for a change of pace here next month. In fact, there may end up being much more content on the page than you’re used to, but it will be something different, something much more summer vacation-y than our standard edifying fare. If I have anything more historical to post in the rest of the summer (hey, it could happen!), I’ll post it at Cliopatria, which never goes on no vacation nohow. The Old is the New New that dozens of you know and love will be back in September, dropping history like Galileo dropped the orange.
Tags: TransAmerica, but not that TransAmerica; grading papers; the most useful six hours of grad school.
Completists take note: There’s a conversation going on at Cliopatria and elsewhere on globalization and transnational history. I wrote a little something on the subject—TransAmerica, which went up last Sunday—and there will be a symposium on transnational American history at Cliopatria next Monday. I’ll try to get something more written for that, but marks are due Monday and I have a pile of papers to read and grade. So don’t plan your week around it.
If you’re really a completist, you can also read my advice to graduate teaching assistants on responding to student writing. Tis the season after all, and if you’re in the thick of grading papers like I am, you may find some useful advice or at least moral support there. Most of what’s written therein comes from a terrific workshop I took on teaching student writing at Harvard’s Derek Bok Center—possibly the most useful six or seven hours I experienced in all of graduate school.