So, I've been told that I need to blog more. Bah. Honestly, I think that most of my blog entries are longer than most of the papers I've written for college credit.
I guess I don't blog more because I don't have that much to say.
Then again, maybe I should just do short entries with only a few sentences, right, dwainker?
Heh. Yeah, right.
If I had to do a blog entry today, I guess it would be about karma, things coming full circle.
Now, the first thing that comes to mind is that good friends are finally coming back from a long, but well-deserved vacation. It will be very nice to have them back, as the summer has been lonely without them.
Keeping with karma, the university is currently doing its freshmen advising conferences, where the new herd is led around and shown many of the buildings that they'll never see the inside of again.
I actually read an article in one of the independant campus newspapers today that got all the facts right (for a change) and summed up my feelings about these incoming freshmen perfectly (again, for a change).
Lots of these kids show up in really nice clothes for their tour. That'll be the first thing to go once they have a couple of 8 AM classes. Suckers.
Of course, the parents are in tow, asking stupid questions and trying to figure out how on Earth they'll ever pay for all of this.
Very soon, new realities set in, though.
Ever want to walk up to a dad who is a couple of steps behind his newly minted and now very legal daughter, put your arm around him, point to the daughter and just say, "My God, man! Have you ever seen such a body in your life? I've got to invite her to my kegger this weekend."
Right then, a heart attack occurs. Heh.
Ah, the mean tricks that come into my head somedays.
Course, I don't do that, because I figure that karma will bite me in the ass and I'll end up having a daughter someday.
Heh. See, I started out talking about karma, told a funny story, ended with a moral lesson about karma, and brought it all full circle. I didn't even plan that out ahead of time. Damn, I am a good bullshitter.
Every now and then, though, my bullshitting superpowers fail. Today, in class, we were discussing this book that I've still got about 2/3 left to read.
Lo and behold, I'm made group leader and I have to lead a little discussion between two other classmates about a subject that I've only covered a little chunk of.
But since I'm group leader, I'm supposed to figure all this stuff out. I do fine for most of the time.
Until, that is, one of the group members wants to talk about this obvious symbol.
Considering what it means for a moment, I then go off on what I think it means. There are ties back to the beginning of the book, an idea that the symbol actually gives real depth to this character and expresses her inner wants, and how an analogy made about it figures into it a lot more deeply than it seems to on the surface.
Heh. It was so good I almost bought it myself.
Except one of the group members didn't and kind of called me on it. He said that it was something else really simple and his idea made a lot more sense. Of course, he didn't really back it up or anything; it was just him saying what he thought it was.
Let me just say that my confidence in my abilities was shaken just a tad bit.
Eventually, the professor had a big discussion and I held up my end of it all, and she was just getting to that symbol at the end. I was quit happy that we stopped without me having to say anything about it.
Don't think I'm out of the game or anything. I'll be fine tomorrow, I'm sure. I just have a hell of a lot of reading ahead of me.
And so, I guess, I should do the SotP from last time.
My recollection is that the song was The Spinners' "Working my Way Back to You, Babe." Good song, nice rhythm.
Nope, even with the short paragraphs, this thing is still long. Oh, well.
Song of the Post: "Tell me more, tell me more, / Who's the king of your satellite castle?"
Heh. That one's easy.
It even has that song's name in there.
That's all the hints I'll give, though.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
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you mean i've actually heard of one of your SotPs? woooww.... you know, that album of DMB wasn't that bad, but it definitely went downhil from there.
never doubt your powers, my friend, or you will give power to your doubts! once you can balance a tackhammer on your head you will head off your foe with a balanced attack. until you learn to master your rage...
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