The Cattle Mentality of a Cow Town:

Hey everyone, I realize that it has been a few weeks. I think I have found a system in which I can get a blog in edgewise. School and the demands of the campus have been keeping me busy... as for today, I have 6 hours of classes and a lunch meeting.... not to mention that I WILL thank my M.W.F. 2- 3 hour constitutional right after Pastoral Ministry.

I need it especially today. I caught some form of the plague and have been drinking nonstop... I honestly thing I made 8 trips to the bathroom last night....enough of the details, now to the topic at hand.

I’ve been in Sussex, New Brunswick for 2 years now and I’ve always walked to where I needed to go. Now that I do have a vehicle, I still walk. I do some driving, but not a whole lot... gas is expensive in Canada, and they charge per liter! Bah!

Gas is not the only reason that I choose to walk or not go at all. That reason is that which influences the title of this blog: the Cattle Mentality of Sussex drivers. I hate driving in this town... more over, I hate driving in New Brunswick. It is seriously like joining a cattle herd. I bet that somewhere on each car native to Sussex that there is an ear tag with their number.

I drove Brent and I to Saint John for the weekend (NB’s port city) and it took us probably an hour to even get out of Sussex! Part of that was that we need to head down to the bank for him, but that’s it.

I wish that there was some way to light a fire under drivers here. I wish that someone would hand me the prod and have me go nuts on the herd.... Sussex would never be the same.