Campus Map, etc.
So I went on a college visit this weekend. It was very informative, though different than I expected. I visited Earlham College in Richmond, Indiana for their Preview Day. I stayed the night in a dorm with some people that I hope never to meet again (Anime, videogame and RPG crazed in a bad, fanatical, antisocial way), I watched an Intermediate German class (not bad, but all but the most exceptional foreign language classes are similar), I talked to a group of seniors during the Student Panel Discussion about being at Earlham (it took us half an hour to get to the "dry campus" question, which was apparently a record), I took a tour, I heard a really good former philosophy professor/current Academic Dean/Provost guy speak and I had an interview in the Admissions Office which went very well. I'm submitting my application this month.
In other news, I'm looking for a tap dance class somewhere around where I live (northern 'burbs--Libertyville is too far west and the city is too far east, but I might be able to make it work). I took many years of tap many years ago, and I'm looking for something around the intermediate level. Aaaah, I miss tap. It was so much fun. The only thing that didn't make it fun was when the teacher (well, multiple teachers) decided that we had to be serious about everything and that dancing was a serious practice that needed to be studied all the time, rather than just FUN, which is what dance should be. Sorry, long sentence. I thought about taking up jazz or ballet after Faire because I like how you use so much of your body, but tap does that too and it's _my_ dance medium. Just like people prefer drawing or painting or sculpture, my true dance medium is tap. So if anyone knows of a good tap class (or a good teacher) near me, give a shoutout.
I'll also be restarting my conga drum lessons this year. I have a nice sore... what's it called... that part of your hand where your thumb attaches to your palm and there's a little bump. Like, if you put your hands palm-to-palm the bump would be towards you, near the outer edge of your hand. It's also the part of your hand that can swell up if it hits the edge of a drum too many times. Gotta remember to move it out of the way next time. Anyhow, it's a nice feeling. Yes, this kind of pain is a nice feeling. I missed drumming all summer (except for the log at Faire, which was very fun, but I missed my conga). I wish my teacher hadn't sold the one I used--it was a red conga, one of the high calling drums. Sooo nice. Worn, but pretty. Now we have shiny new drums that are really arificial looking. Agh, maybe I'll scour eBay and find my baby. Someday. It'll be like that commercial for eBay where the little boy loses his boat in the waves of the ocean/lake and when he's a grownup he finds it on eBay. Yeah, that's where I'll be. Only I hope I won't be an old man. ;-)
I'm reading about Henry David Thoreau in class. Transcendentalist thinkers. It's a good class, from what I can tell. The teacher is nuts, but she'll be on maternity leave soon, so I won't complain. She's much better than she was at the end of last year, which might have something to do with the fact that she was in her first trimester around then. Enough about my teacher and her kid.
I want a new icon, when I have the time and inclination I'll make one.
I need to do homework. Lots of essays to work on.
;-)
In other news, I'm looking for a tap dance class somewhere around where I live (northern 'burbs--Libertyville is too far west and the city is too far east, but I might be able to make it work). I took many years of tap many years ago, and I'm looking for something around the intermediate level. Aaaah, I miss tap. It was so much fun. The only thing that didn't make it fun was when the teacher (well, multiple teachers) decided that we had to be serious about everything and that dancing was a serious practice that needed to be studied all the time, rather than just FUN, which is what dance should be. Sorry, long sentence. I thought about taking up jazz or ballet after Faire because I like how you use so much of your body, but tap does that too and it's _my_ dance medium. Just like people prefer drawing or painting or sculpture, my true dance medium is tap. So if anyone knows of a good tap class (or a good teacher) near me, give a shoutout.
I'll also be restarting my conga drum lessons this year. I have a nice sore... what's it called... that part of your hand where your thumb attaches to your palm and there's a little bump. Like, if you put your hands palm-to-palm the bump would be towards you, near the outer edge of your hand. It's also the part of your hand that can swell up if it hits the edge of a drum too many times. Gotta remember to move it out of the way next time. Anyhow, it's a nice feeling. Yes, this kind of pain is a nice feeling. I missed drumming all summer (except for the log at Faire, which was very fun, but I missed my conga). I wish my teacher hadn't sold the one I used--it was a red conga, one of the high calling drums. Sooo nice. Worn, but pretty. Now we have shiny new drums that are really arificial looking. Agh, maybe I'll scour eBay and find my baby. Someday. It'll be like that commercial for eBay where the little boy loses his boat in the waves of the ocean/lake and when he's a grownup he finds it on eBay. Yeah, that's where I'll be. Only I hope I won't be an old man. ;-)
I'm reading about Henry David Thoreau in class. Transcendentalist thinkers. It's a good class, from what I can tell. The teacher is nuts, but she'll be on maternity leave soon, so I won't complain. She's much better than she was at the end of last year, which might have something to do with the fact that she was in her first trimester around then. Enough about my teacher and her kid.
I want a new icon, when I have the time and inclination I'll make one.
I need to do homework. Lots of essays to work on.
;-)