I’m here in Nowheresville, Texas, teaching for about two weeks.

I thought I’d seen Nowheresville before, you know, in the Sahara. But this is worse. I remember the first time I came down here, it was my first business trip with my current employer, and I was quite excited. Then reality hit. This “town” (which shall remain nameless), population 5433, is so small there aren’t any restaurants, not even at the hotel. I had to eat at Walmart’s. No bus, no taxi, everyone drives, but of course, no cars. Huge trucks. A guncheck at the door of where I work. The road doesn’t have a shoulder to run on, and of course the hotel doesn’t have a gym. To top it all off, it’s a dry county. No alcohol.

And this time I’m here for twice as long. Alone. Sunday night I rented seven DVDs for the duration, and grimly prepared to face my sentence. God bless cable.

Update: Reduced sentence due to good behavior! I’m coming home Saturday! Woot!