Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Meshuggah In Michigan

I grew up in Michigan. When I was 19 I joined the Army and eventually ended up in Texas. Up until a few weeks ago, I had lived in Texas most of my life. A job change brought me back to The Mitten. I now own a home not far from the one I lived in as a kid. It's been a wonderful experience; one I never thought would happen.

There are so many wonderful things about Michigan that are still the same as I remember. So many things that I missed living in Texas like Faygo pop, Vernors (which, thankfully, was often available at HEB stores in Central Texas), coney island hot dogs, cider mills, Red Wing hockey, Tigers baseball, the vast beauty of the state, TREES, and much more.

Over the past few weeks, however, I've also noticed that some things have changed. To those who have never lived outside the state, there may be no reference. To those of us who have, though, there are some things that seem just plain crazy.

I'm going to start documenting those things in a new series here on the Musings of Řehoř called "Meshuggah in Michigan." "Meshuggah" is a Yiddish word that means "crazy," and some of the things I've noticed since moving back are just plain crazy.

I hope that we can all laugh together at some of those things. I also hope that we can learn together and, maybe, change some of the really nutty things I'm seeing since moving back to this great state.

Stay tuned!