Overheard in the hall:
Someone: “Hey, Carol, when is your Halloween party going to be?”
Carol: “On Halloween. Isn’t that clever?”
Run down by the fashion train
October 19th was my 33rd birthday and I’ve been pretty good about not feeling old. Or at least not acting old. The number on my driver’s license may show that I’m 33, but maturity-wise, I usually hover in the low to mid-teens. I’m good enough not to engage in contact sports during a funeral, but I once started getting really excited about playing dodgeball in physics. (When I found out the balls were just for a class demonstration, I was really disappointed… I think you get my drift.)
Conversely, I’m not overly concerned about my appearance and have few qualms about not shaving for days at a time. Showering… well, as long as no flowers are wilting… but my clothes tend to be very generic. Plain white t-shirt and jeans and I’m happy. No Hollister, no Aeropostale, no Abercrombie and/or Fitch—nothing like that. In a way, I’ve been happy to have leapt off the fashion train and watched it head off into the distance, but that also led to an unfortunate incident a few weeks ago that made me feel ancient. Continue reading “Run down by the fashion train”
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Maybe 90 seconds if you’re a slow reader
I was in the bookstore a while back looking through the Philosophy section because an old professor of mine, Andrew Pessin, wrote a book that he recommended to me (an author who thinks his book is worth reading… go figure…). It wasn’t on the shelf there, so I had them order it for me—in the meantime, there was another of his sitting there, begging for my attention (and if you’ve never seen a book beg before, you’ve been missing out).
The title? “The 60-Second Philosopher.” The release date? Apparently, a month after I bought it. I guess that book was begging really hard for my attention. Anyway, since AP wrote it, I wanted to take a look. He has a fun lecturing style (take a look at the AP quotes in this post to see what I’m talking about), so I wanted to know what his teachings were like on paper. I was not disappointed. Admittedly, I kept my expectations low to improve his odds, but I think he would have exceeded higher expectations as well. Continue reading “Maybe 90 seconds if you’re a slow reader”
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I hate meetings
After attending Normandale last semester, my grades were high enough to merit a letter in the mail that began with “Dear Honor Student.” I don’t want to just thumb my nose at Alpha Kappa Alpha (Normandale’s chapter of Phi Theta Kappa)—I’m sure it’s an outstanding “international honor society for two-year colleges” that will “enrich my life while I attend Normandale and also remain with me as I pursue other educational or career goals.” Whether I want to spend eighty bucks for such an honor… well, that’s not the point. The point is on the third page. Continue reading “I hate meetings”
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Crazy runs into things
Justin had a fun story to share with the camera in this video clip. It’s about a minute in, so when you see his white long-sleeve shirt, sit back and enjoy.
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Crazy runs no more…
WEDALI crossed the Primal Quest finish line in 7 days, 7 hours and 50 minutes. It took them that much time to cover 600 miles, give or take—it’s hard to tell how many miles they saved by taking shortcuts and how many miles they added by taking wrong turns.
We don’t know what time adjustments the race directors might make for missed checkpoints or anything else for WEDALI or all the other teams, but at this point, they placed fifth out of 32.
I’ll add another update when I find out more than just “they enjoyed ice cream, pizza and champagne when they crossed the finish line.” (Hopefully, it’ll be more interesting than “It’s been 12 hours since they enjoyed ice cream, pizza and champagne… and they’re still asleep.”)
