Forward

I’m kind of terrible at naming things. Like, really bad. We’ll get back to this.

I’m Taylor, you might have heard of me. I’m a junior English and writing major at Ithaca college and  I’m going to be spending my spring semester  at the University of Edinburgh. Being me, I will inevitably have dozens of fascinating, meaningful, and hilarious stories to tell over the course of the next few months, leading to a clamoring by publishers for the books rights. A biopic will be produced, then a second, then Christopher Nolan will get his hands on the rights for a gritty reboot and you’ll all get to say you read it here first. You’ll also get to pretentiously explain at dinner parties that this blog was mostly about me being frequently confused, being excited about tea, and me teaching the Scots how to play dungeons and dragons. I’m sure the biographies got that all wrong.

Now, to naming. This will be, in theory, some sort of travel, humor, tea blog, and in trying to think of a witty, acoustically-pleasing web address I came up with absolutely nothing. Not even a single bad pun. So my friend Michaela stepped up to the plate and suggested such gems as “milkmilk.blogspot.com,” “mycatleftme.blogspot.com,” and “canadianscandance.blogspot.com.” It was close, but I decided on her suggestion of “shame of the device,” because it’s catchy, vaguely pretentious in a way I can’t quite nail down, and absolute gibberish: a winning combination. If you’re looking for meaning in that, do so in a post modern “the center is you,” sort of way, because look, I just work here. I can’t be giving you all the answers.

I leave on the 5th of January, flying to somewhere in Canada, to Reykjavik, and finally into Glasgow before finally entering Edinburgh in style on the back of a commandeered specimen of the local wildlife. Some sort of northern alpaca, maybe, or a unicorn. We’ll figure it out.

Until then, there’s probably paperwork I’ve forgotten to file.