When they burn books, they will, in the end, burn human beings
January 23, 2008 - 1:26 a.m. Since Monday was a holiday does that mean the essence of Mondayness was transferred to Tuesday? That would explain a lot. Today was the first day of the semester. Last night I did go to bed too late but that is not usually a problem. I set my alarm and fell asleep pretty quickly. When I woke up on the morning I could see it was too light and I was too rested. My alarm was set for 7:15 so I can leave the house by 8:00. When I looked at the clock I saw that it was 8:08. I had set the alarm but forgot to turn it on. It was a miracle that I woke up when I did. I’ve been sleeping late recently. I jumped into my clothes and left for school without either showering or shaving. I was sure I’d miss my 8:32 train but I found parking fast enough that I was able to just make it. I figured I’d look a mess but at least I’d be on time. So what happened? For just about the only time in years the train was delayed so long in the tunnel that it got into Penn Station 15 minutes late. Then the subway stopped between stops and made me later. I was only a little late for class but I had no prep time. I had to run out to make copies of the course outline and to get my text book and a few other things. Oh yes. At one point my nose started running and I didn’t have a tissue with me so I had to run to the bathroom. Despite all that I think the class wasn’t a disaster. I already know my favorite student and the annoying student who tries too hard to impress. Every time I had them do a problem at their seats he’d just shout out the answer when he got it. Each time I told him to let the everyone work on the problem themselves but he didn’t learn. After class I spent a little time in my office then headed home. I did a little shopping first then planned on relaxing till my evening class. That is pretty much what I did. I spent a lot of the time talking to Lena. I thought I left early enough to get to my evening class on time but I just couldn’t find a parking spot. By the time somebody pulled out and I took his spot my train had left. I took the next train in which with perfect timing got me to class just as it was supposed to start. Once again I had to keep running out to get things done as the class started. The evening class was a bit livelier, though one student was falling asleep right on the first day. That isn’t a good sign for him. I covered a lot of material in both classes. That was good. I have to leave for my evening class around 4 PM and I don’t get home until 8:30 on a good day and 9:00 when my timing isn’t perfect. I haven’t decided what I’m going to do for dinner on a regular basis. Today I waited till I got home and made hot-dogs and fries because i can make them fast. I might end eating out more than I have been. I might try to make a late lunch my big meal and grab some peanut butter or something when I get home. I’m really happy that so many people read my last entry. Did you watch the Martin Luther King video? Tonight was weird I spent a lot of time thinking about depressing things without getting depressed. I just remembered that I got personal snail mail today that I haven’t looked it I ran downstairs and read it. The first was a New Year’s Card from Heather and Jason. I can see they think like me. It is a homemade post card with everything printed out. Computers are fun. The other made me laugh. It was my ticket to Red Molly New Year’s Eve concert and party. Good thing Brenda knows me and I didn’t need the ticket. I had totally forgotten that she told me that she had them printed. I apparently got a special red one, most of them were ivory. I think there is something wrong with the mp3 player I bought. It cut out today and there is no way the battery should have been dead that fast. I have been charging it since I got home and it still won’t work. I’ll see what it is like in the morning. It better work because I really like it better than my old one. I’ve just used it a few times but I’ve become addicted. I need it for my commute and long car trips. I just remembered something that I’ve been meaning to write about for a while. I forgot the context and everything important but there is a simile in there that I wanted to use. In a conversation recently I said a friend of mine had bad taste in music. He liked Abba and not in a campy way either. I then amended that to he has unsophisticated taste. I really do believe in the principle of De Gustibus non disputatum but there is more than agreeing and disagreeing with somebody’s judgment. He bases his musical opinions purely superficial things. As a matter of fact I have never heard him compliment any artists by saying anything other than “He/she has a good voice.” That is like saying you like a violinist because he plays a great violin. That’s the simile I wanted to use. The upshot is that I would never see a musician based on his recommendation. That isn’t a criticism of him; we just have different areas of interests. If you felt that way about my recommending a dancer I wouldn’t be offended in the least. I know I don’t really have the experience to judge dance by. On the other hand I am gratified when people compliment my taste in music. I am even more gratified when somebody gets enthusiastic about an artist or band that I turned him or her on to. Having good taste is the closest I come to having musical talent. I don’t play well but I do listen well. How did this entry get to be so long? Every time I looked I had nothing written. Well it is 1:25 AM so I should be getting to bed now so I’ll call this a wrap. I didn’t put anything new in my CD changer so the next installment of What’s on my CD changer will have to wait till tomorrow.
Against The Gods Intelligence Itself Contends in Vain. - July 02, 2008
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