hah! That’s where I’ve got you beat! I rely on my speaking ability alone to make my judges pass out!
El Smasho,
Since the gun issue was already answered, regarding the demand issue, I’ll take a ‘stab’ at it (yeah…yeah…forensics humor). While there are generally jobs available, I’d by no means say that you could go wherever you want, nor work anywhere in the world. For one, I’m sure if you train in the US, you learn the US rules of law and evidence as part of the training, and are really only qualified to practice in this country. Within the country, as was already pointed out, the bigger cities are where the jobs are. But again, when you specialize, you automatically limit yourself as to where you can go. Maybe you want to work in Hawaii, but you’re a ballistics guy, and they need a documents expert. Guess what? No Hawaii Five-O action for you! You get beautiful downtown Detroit instead…
You rely on your speaking ability to make the judges pass out?
They’re called breath mints. Try some. I like the altoids (heh heh heh).
:mad:
I knew I forgot to pack something!
Well, please remember to bring some this time! (Or can’t your team budget afford it?)
:eek: ooh! Now, when you’re talking to the Financial VP of the most poorly funded forensics team in its district, that is definitely hitting below the belt.
and for your information, no, we can’t afford such luxuries. Not if we want to still have enough money to send our team to World Debate Institute over the summer. Feel so tough now? huh? huh?
Mayor of Snerdville, the home of Mortimer Snerd
“I’m just too much for human existence – I should be animated.”
–Wayne Knight
Well, you’re talking to the President of a team who just got the Dean to agree that we could go $500 over budget if necessary…
(That was most certianly a low blow…but I had to say it.)
Seriously, though, I hope your financial situation improves. Just think positive for next year.
Check out the Medical College of Virginia home page or the home page of the Virginia Department of Health. They have a joint forensic course of study and can answer some of your questions. My favorite part is the description on the VDH site about working in Richmond “which, as an urban center, will allow you to gain first hand knowledge of all manner of violent deaths. There are ample opportunities to study gun shot wounds, stabbings, strangulations, blunt trauma, rape, and chld abuse.” Gee, I’m sure the Chamber of Commerce wishes it had come up with that sales pitch first.
“Smithers, release the hounds.” -C. Montgomery Burns
$500? Hah! I convinced the President of my university to provide us with up to $1500 more to send us to both national tournaments!
But you knew that already.
I’m thinking I just got set up to refute my own claim about us being poorly funded . . .
either way, congradulations on your own team’s extra funding.
Wow, I AM impressed! $1500? I don’t think our school would give us that much.
Yeah, you did just refute your own claim. Isn’t that a GQ sin or something?
no, actually if you go by our initial budget allocation, the claim is true. If you add this recent financial boost, then I think we’re the second poorest forensics team (just behind the US Merchant Marines, who had $200 more than us to start out this year)
Ah well. We leave tonight for the big tournament, so I’m thinking it’s about time I started practicing
Mayor of Snerdville, the home of Mortimer Snerd
“I’m just too much for human existence – I should be animated.”
–Wayne Knight
All this makes me glad I don’t have to worry about budget stuff…I just spend the money. (No, I don’t need any help with that, thank you!)
I’m AT the big tournament, so I know I should start practicing. Only about five hours to go…my stomach is just starting to churn.
I finally got the chance to run through my prose. Just once. About a half hour before the first round (this was after registration). Last time I ever did the piece (in practice or competition) was the last round at the Hofstra tournament four weeks ago!
Mayor of Snerdville, the home of Mortimer Snerd
“I’m just too much for human existence – I should be animated.”
–Wayne Knight
Well, glad you got a chance to do a run-through. I’m double entered in flight B, so I’m going to be running around like a madwoman tomorrow, lugging a VA case, an easel, a briefcase (prop for ADS, contains Bob the Sock) and a backpack). So if you see me, I’ll look very strange…not that that’s differnt from normal.
VA case, easel, backpack, briefcase. Okay, I’ll keep an eye out . I’m just a guy in a suit with an interp book, and I wear my socks on my feet 
. I emailed you this already, but I’m 2229 and I’m only in prose (A); could be good to know if you feel that running into each other by chance doesn’t seem as likely as it once did.
Good Luck!
Thanks. That running into eachother seems to be getting less likely all the time. I’m DE in B (ADS and IMF), but I don’t know my numbers off the top of my head.
If you see a “stalker” in one of your rounds, don’t be too suprised…
I just realized how little sense the 3rd sentance would make to non-forensics people.
what, you think non-forensics people are even paying attention to this thread anymore?
and it just occurred to me: I don’t think I ever described to you in detail what my prose involves. Fair warning: I know I’m doing it well when my audience feels the need to avert their eyes 
“Avert their eyes”…eeeeewwwww! Don’t gross me out–I’m fairly easily grossed out!
Anway, I’ll probably see you in Round 3, section 2 tomorrow.
(You’re right…the “normal” people probably are not paying attention any more.)
oh great. I can tell I’m going to make a wonder first (real-life) impression . . .
just out of bed (what she isn’t telling you, folks, is that Rd 3A is the first round of the day) and with no choice but to perform an interp piece that probably will gross her out. It’s a bit too late to re-cut, isn’t it? Ah well. Could be worse. I could be an Extemper
see you tomorrow. Bring Bob 
wonderful
is the word I meant to use.
strange thing is that’s the same problem I had in my round today. I would mispronounce a word, and then correct myself at the top of my lungs. Watch me wave good-bye to my lovely speaker points . . . 