How Prophetic.....

That a couple of years ago I would stutter the epic line
....nuh...nnuuuhh.....nnuhhh..nuhbraska?
that was in response to the question that is omnipresent regarding a head injury.
Do you know where you are?

As an aside, I was not in NE at the time. Rather I was, knocked quite senseless, just outside of Redwing , MN at a collegiate mountain bike race....but thats another story

As noble and enigmatic as my stutterings were, it was a prophetic moment none-the-less.
I have somehow managed to dupe a company (a large multi-national company at that) into believing that I possess the means and determination to be a valuable asset to their organization. In short,
I got a job outside of Omaha, Nebraska.
Ah....the good life. The land of Lincoln.........shut up, you know what I meant.
I will be able to continue conducting agronomic research, and learn more about the genetic and breeding side of Agronomy. I think that my official title is Production and Research Agronomist. I am pretty stoked. Now we just have to find a place to live that is west of Omaha. I cannot bear the thought of having to live in town.
In some ways I was kind of sad that I am not going to be going back to my beloved "dirty South", but ultimately I have had to come to terms with the fact that there are not many opportunities for agronomists in southern Appalachia. Social workers, yes. Agronomists, no.