ann arbor is overrated.

Great writeup of this blog over at Where There’s Smoke:

I grew up in Ann Arbor and naturally think it’s the greatest place in the world. But if I was graduate student age (and still as bitter and misanthropic as I was when I was a graduate student) I’d probably be knocking Ann Arbor about the ears too. It’s a beautiful little university town in which to be an elementary school student, a retired professor or hell, even a college student. But to be in your mid-twenties, looking for underground polka music, alternative puppetry performances or to just to culturally spread your wings, Ann Arbor feels pretty damn provincial.

Thanks, Kevin. Couldn’t have put it better. Except for being in denial about the “mid-twenties” thing.