I was filling out some information for an online questionnaire, and came to a question whose answer surprised me. (Wait a minute… can you say “who” when talking about a question? Maybe I should have said “…the answer to which surprised me”… But that sounds too fancy. Is there a less English-teachery way to say that?)
Anyway, there was this question, and the answer made me stop and think. It asked for the postal code where I’ve lived the longest. Now that I think about it, if you’re going strictly by postal codes, I’d have to say 37917 – my Knoxville, TN zip code. But if you’re going by city, I have now lived the longest in Baltimore. I’m in my sixteenth year here. That’s longer than any other place I’ve lived. Weird. It doesn’t feel like a long time. I must be having fun, because you know – “time flies…”
Baltimore – it’s a nice place. Except for all the murders. And the stupid government. And the vampires.