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Edison
Thursday, 29 May 2003 at 07:04PM
Molly's lab partner, who hails from outside of Philadelphia, was here doing working on their—what else?—lab when we started discussing marching bands and high school sizes. Molly was totally shocked to hear me say that J.P. Stevens had over 2,000 kids, and that it was one of the two high schools in the town.
M: Okay, when I imagine Edison, New Jersey, here's what I see: You get off the freeway—
Me: First of all, it's not a freeway because it's not free.
M: Okay, highway, whatever. What do you call it?
Me: Depends on which one you mean—I guess from a national view you're talking about the Turnpike, I-95.
M: Right. 95. What exit are you?
Me: Eleven.
M: So you get off the freeway—and there's nothing. Then you see some nuclear reactors and oil refineries, and then there's some more nothing.
Me: No way! Edison must be the 6th or 7th biggest munincipality in the state, or something.
M: But this is what I imagine. You keep driving past some trees, and you get to a little cluster of houses. Then you go past those and there's your house, outside the town. I imagine your house as not very tall but sprawling, like a ranch—
Me: No, my house is shaped like a box. (picks up a portable file organizer box for SOOP.) Exactly like a box.
M: Oh. Okay. But I remember your telling me that your house was near the high school, so that must also be outside of the town proper. And the school's in a valley, because you told me that it flooded once. Not, like, a big valley, but just—everything's up here, and the school's down here.
And there are two Dunkin' Donuts, which are the hot spots of town.
Okay, I confess to having something to do with the last one.
Me: First of all, it's not a freeway because it's not free.
M: Okay, highway, whatever. What do you call it?
Me: Depends on which one you mean—I guess from a national view you're talking about the Turnpike, I-95.
M: Right. 95. What exit are you?
Me: Eleven.
M: So you get off the freeway—and there's nothing. Then you see some nuclear reactors and oil refineries, and then there's some more nothing.
Me: No way! Edison must be the 6th or 7th biggest munincipality in the state, or something.
M: But this is what I imagine. You keep driving past some trees, and you get to a little cluster of houses. Then you go past those and there's your house, outside the town. I imagine your house as not very tall but sprawling, like a ranch—
Me: No, my house is shaped like a box. (picks up a portable file organizer box for SOOP.) Exactly like a box.
M: Oh. Okay. But I remember your telling me that your house was near the high school, so that must also be outside of the town proper. And the school's in a valley, because you told me that it flooded once. Not, like, a big valley, but just—everything's up here, and the school's down here.
And there are two Dunkin' Donuts, which are the hot spots of town.
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