My hands are sticky with malt balls. Unlike my mouth, which is malt ball free.
This is a predicament.
I was planning on mentioning it last night in an entry, but then my Internet went crappy and I got scared. Scared, of course that I would fail miserably at the driving test scheduled at 8:30 this morning. I shouldn’t have worried, though. My test was an unmitigated success and I now have a California State driver’s license. Before Peter, who should really have done that by now. I really shouldn’t have worried about the test because not only did I pass, I didn’t make a single mistake. I believe that’s a few less even than Ryan.
Today was also my first day at City College for the semester. My Philosophy of Far Eastern Religions class looks to be very cool. The professor “Rich” was a mechanic for 30-some years before deciding to teach philosophy. He’s agnostic and very well informed. I like him a lot. I was very interested in his brief tangent into the basis of Zen Buddhism, which is something that I admire hugely. I thought it very cool that he talked so extensively about Plato and Pythagoras, who did have a lot more to do with eastern traditions in thought than I had imagined.
The derivation of the term academic: Plato needed a place to build a school and bought land and buildings in the park/garden/spot of Academus, a Greek war hero. His famous school was called the Academy because of its location. Neat.
My license picture is cute. Whoppers are delicious. The malt balls, not the hamburgers.
I was planning on mentioning it last night in an entry, but then my Internet went crappy and I got scared. Scared, of course that I would fail miserably at the driving test scheduled at 8:30 this morning. I shouldn’t have worried, though. My test was an unmitigated success and I now have a California State driver’s license. Before Peter, who should really have done that by now. I really shouldn’t have worried about the test because not only did I pass, I didn’t make a single mistake. I believe that’s a few less even than Ryan.
Today was also my first day at City College for the semester. My Philosophy of Far Eastern Religions class looks to be very cool. The professor “Rich” was a mechanic for 30-some years before deciding to teach philosophy. He’s agnostic and very well informed. I like him a lot. I was very interested in his brief tangent into the basis of Zen Buddhism, which is something that I admire hugely. I thought it very cool that he talked so extensively about Plato and Pythagoras, who did have a lot more to do with eastern traditions in thought than I had imagined.
The derivation of the term academic: Plato needed a place to build a school and bought land and buildings in the park/garden/spot of Academus, a Greek war hero. His famous school was called the Academy because of its location. Neat.
My license picture is cute. Whoppers are delicious. The malt balls, not the hamburgers.