RotorHead–I don’t think my story is really all that strange. I was kinda on my way out of the physics course sequence, anyway.
After I finished my philosophy requirements, I did a BS in entomology. And now I’m in grad school. And, as far as I can tell, I’ll be in grad school forever. Or at least for the next 5 or 6 years.
I won’t say that my time in my undergrad was useless, or that I didn’t learn anything. It’s just that most of what I learned doesn’t translate that easily into any kind of job that actually pays you.
Scribble, if that is your course, then by all means, do it. I have a brother-in-law who is 33 and just started his first ever job. Grad school can take a while.
My situation was a little bit unique in ways. I found myself taking really hard classes as electives, just because I wanted to learn something, and taking lame ones just to fill requirements. I took physics, calculus, statistics, russian language, ancient greek language and other such courses, merely for desire to learn. What I gained from them was far more than what I could have gained by taking a standard route. I just found it a waste of my time to be there if I didn’t know what I wanted to pursue yet. Maybe I should have waited a couple years before going.
I guess what I was trying to say is, college doesn’t make you learn anything, any more than not being in college prevents you from learning. It often seems more like just something on the official checklist that you have to complete.
Hiking the Macchu Picchu trail is on my checklist. So is swimming the Great Barrier Reef, and climbing peaks in Nepal. Oh, and seeing Pantonal in Brazil, and playing jazz all over the world.
Whenever I type anything, the cursor thing moves along slowly, but the letters don’t show up until a few minutes after I’m done typing. This paragraph will probably take forever. This is also the only message board that doess this on my computer, all other ones seem to work fine. Almost ten minutes to get this typed, up on the screen, and edited.
“This board is too slow!” Mudshark cursed
“I never get answers in first.
My cursor is dragging,
My reloads are sagging,
These hamsters for sure are the worst!”
Beautiful morning here too, Abby. BTW, sorry I was not hijacking properly last night.
I had a weird time waking up this morning. I can’t remember much of it now though. I had two alarms set- one so that I merely have to lean up to turn it off, and that preps me for the second one a bit later, for which I have to get up and walk a few steps.
So I woke up sort’ve, and for some reason I was concerned about what I had been doing for the last hour. To my knowledge, I never actually left the bed. I used sleepwalk on occasion. I started wondering what time it was, since I never heard an alarm. Finally, the one across the room went off. The first alarm never did, to my recollection.
Nothing amazing there. Just a strange feeling like I was doing something weird that waking up interrupted.
TSA had a driver training on the road lesson with a driving instructor this morning from 8 to 10, so we here up about 7. Not exactly an appropriate thing for him to do on the Sabbath, but as he and his father made the appointment, it’s better if I don’t nag. At 17 he ought to know better don’tcha think? He’ll be back in time to attend church and his responsiblities there, but the whole thing leaves me feeling kinda icky.
Which reminds me about the time I was shagging my ex-wife in the middle of the woods just as a family with 5 small children walked up on us. Good lord, that was embarassing…
Is that a private company doing the instructing? I didn’t think the state did that on Sundays.
Technically, I never had a legal driver’s license. I was 15 when I did the official NC state requirement of 6 hours of on-road training with the instructor. But after an hour and a half, he got bored, recognized that I already knew what I was doing, and signed the paper for me to get my permit. Thanks to the parents, who, starting when I was 10, allowed me to practice in the neighborhood, and church parking lot.
Oh, so do I. If and when my faithful little civic ever dies, (10 years and 171,000 miles so far), I want a big truck. I just can’t justify getting one right now. Within days of getting one, I will be off-roading, just to make sure it has the requisite dirt and mud. I’ve tried playing in muddy earth with the civic, and it just doesnt work well.
I saw one a couple days ago that made me proud. It was a pickup with oversized tires. Try as I might, I could not make out what color the paint was, underneath the layer of mud. Couldn’t even see the windows.
Yep. The state lays out the guidelines but does not do the training. Parents can do it following some guidelines and a two inch thick packet of papers. But HubbySthrnAccent lost the packet and it had taken it 9 months to arrive from the state. (When it arrived, it had a tire track mark across the cover, I kid you not.) So rather than order and wait another 9 months TSA paid for private driver training.
TSA? Is that the transportation and safety administration? Been a long long time since I was familiar with any regs on student licenses.
So, did everything work out this morning, with TeenSthrnAccent and getting to church?
I got to church just in time, maybe 2 minutes to spare. Funny thing happened. During the sermon, there was a commotion because a lizard was skittering around under the pews and in the aisle. Some teenage girl shrieked.
The other cool thing is, it was announced that they were in need of an extra grill for the picnic coming up. It just so happened, oddly enough, that I had a charcoal grill in my trunk. Talk about convenient.