The pithy, opinionated, and sometimes brutally frank Heinz-Ulrich von Boffke challenges average guys to live a life less ordinary and embrace classic style in the broadest sense. it's time to rise above the trite, the boring, the predictable, the mundane, the banal, and the commonplace. It's time to stop behaving like barnyard animals at the trough and leave behind the perpetually sloppy man-child aesthetic of the last two decades or so. It's time to learn once again how to present and conduct yourself like an adult with some grooming, finesse, and sophistication. And here is where you can learn how.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Classic Style for the Average Guy Is Moving. . .
"Well, Sir," as my maternal grandmother used to begin the occasional statement, good fortune has smiled on us here at Classic Style for the Average Guy. Thanks to lots of hard work and crossed fingers, not only has my wife, the Grand Duchess, been offered a plum position at a Big Ten university, but they have also offered yours truly a full-time lecturer appointment, which seals the deal. Extremely generous compensation in both cases, an ample moving allowance, excellent schools for the Young Master, further opportunities for professional development, more interesting service possibilities, and so on, and so forth. The kind of opportunity that does not come around very often you might say.
We will sell up, pack up, and leave our digs of the last seven years here in Central Illinois (where the Grand Duchess has been since 2001, and I since 2004) come mid-June for snowier environs (and more dependable skiing conditions) in East Lansing Michigan where we'll both join the faculty of Michigan State University in mid-August, following a teaching stint in Berlin at the Free University for the Grand Duchess this summer. Fear not. The Young Master and I will keep her company. Our friends there Tante Anita, Dani, and Robert are all ready for us.
Lots to think about and take care of before then, however, but we are pleased as punch and terribly excited. Giddy even, which is something to chuckle about given my sometimes rather dark Scandinavian soul. Even I see the humor here. That same giddiness is a good thing too. It is daunting when we settle down for a moment, and then realize that an entire house will have to be packed up in about 2.5 months, movers arranged, the house put on the market, another one found at the other end, etc., etc., etc.
In the meantime, it's back to considering various points about classic style for average guys for a few more weeks before preparations for the coming move must take precedence.