Crazy Corrie's Chronicles

I entitle this Chronicle “the most boring letter in the history of…the world”! Really, I have nothing to say that is of interest to anybody, I’m quite certain.  If you read these Chronicles merely to be amused at my expense, then I suggest you read no further, as this Chronicle is not but a summary of the details and quirks of my position and co-workers. Forgive me for wasting your time (though, in my defense, you have been warned), but I fear I must begin several weeks ago.  As alluded to in my last Chronicle, I am serving at the Boys and Girls Club of Rice Lake: that is only partially true. Technically, I am serving as a full-time volunteer with AmeriCorps (the domestic PeaceCorps) stationed at the BGC club. (as a volunteer we technically don’t receive wages, just a living allowance and insurance).Anyways, technicalities aside, I am working at the Rice Lake Teen Center (the “club”) with another AmeriCorps member, Reese. From 1-3:30 I work downstairs at my computer on our Teen P

My "boss" Adam & his beautiful wife Jessi with my two sisters  and me. And I’m BACK with even more humorous stories and ridiculous escapades to relate to you, my faithful reader. As it has been over a year since these Chronicles have been in circulation (since I have taken the time to dramatize my life’s funny moments in print) allow me to catch you up on my setting. I am now, as of Monday August 29, 2010, a resident of Rice Lake, WI (for those of you who are unfamiliar with Wisconsin geography, Rice Lake is located in the North-West corner of the state: 4 hours west of N-land).  And as of today, September 1, 2010, I am a Boys and Girls Club …um, actually I have yet to receive my job details or title. But anyways, that’s what I’m up to. My “boss” at BGC is Adam Cabrera, an old friend and “big brother” of mine from high school/college.  In fact, it is due to his urging and string pulling that I am here in the first place.  While still in Wausaukee – miles away from