The long awaited spring break
So picture this: 3:20 PM Friday, Dynamics gets out (there were 9 of ~50 students present), on my way home, I stop by the lab to pick up some things, and I'm off -- I mean, it's spring break, right? Time to relax, get caught up on sleep, maybe visit a friend or two on the coast, and most importantly, rest up for the final push. It was right around a year ago my father sent a note: "Jan & Feb are gone, only Mar and Apr left." Always the optimist, the realist, the man who was comfortable with his decisions because he had checked out all the angles, and made his choice accordingly. Missing him a bunch lately. Ok, back to Friday -- I stopped by the Clubhouse Pub to have one with the guys, and made it to dinner 30 minutes early. Had a great time Friday night, was in bed by 2:30... and then it strikes: I had promised to take someone to the airport, so I'm up by 5.30, except that once I'm dressed and downstairs, I realize that I'm an hour early. It's actually 4.30 -- whatever, that sucks, but better early than late. So I'm back from the aeropuerto by 6.30, and I figure I'll hit AutoCAD for a few hours -- I was awake, and behind in design of a part for a project. 8.00 talked to Abbey, 10:00 or so drove Chris home (silly man, not driving to campus), figure I'll take a nap. Great idea -- enjoyed the couch time. So in the vicinity of 3:30, Devin and I hit Panera for some eats -- good food, good company, good discussion. Spring Break rocks!!! And then the unthinkable happens... we get home, all the way to the House, and there are three people walking into the House. Three alums, all of whom I know well, and a chill comes over me as I realize that tonight, no matter what, sleep is not an option.
-Flash-
So here I am, it's 3:00, and the party squad has just decided to knock it off for the night. I realize that I don't always see eye-to-eye with everyone, but I try very hard to respect the rights of others. I grew up with a little sister, and if there is one thing that she taught me, it's that everyone deserves certain things -- inalienable rights, as the Founders would say; some peace, quiet and the right to do whatever you want, provided that it doesn't intrude on the rights of others. It's an interesting commentary on life to think that I learned that from her when we were young, and now she is part of the military buildup that is attempting to convey the same idea to some people on the other side of the planet. I don't really like this whole situation that we seem to have gotten ourselves into here, and from what I can tell, the rest of the planet thinks we're waving our pistols a little too much. I wish more people would vote. I never miss an opportunity to vote. I would vote every freaking week if they'd let me. It really burns me that I'm not asked my opinion about national events more frequently. Why can't we have a www.issuesthataffectusall.gov website that has a quick vote on it, like cnn.com? Would our polititians be opposed to hearing more input from their constituents? If they don't want to hear from us, it's our fault for voting the wrong guys into office. After all, if don't get what you ordered, you send it back right? WTF? People tell me that we can't do it via website, because you're not including the demographic without a computer. Well, the way it is now, you have to be an oil company or a tobacco giant to have any effect on the government. This is absurd. Enough rant. Not enough bed.
Oh, I forgot to mention that Prandtl knocked a beer over onto Scott's laptop somewhere around 1.30 just to put the finishing touches on a perfect day. But the good part is I survived, and by getting all of the bad day events out of the way on one day, I know that I'll have another run of great days from here on out. Enough said.
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-Flash-
So here I am, it's 3:00, and the party squad has just decided to knock it off for the night. I realize that I don't always see eye-to-eye with everyone, but I try very hard to respect the rights of others. I grew up with a little sister, and if there is one thing that she taught me, it's that everyone deserves certain things -- inalienable rights, as the Founders would say; some peace, quiet and the right to do whatever you want, provided that it doesn't intrude on the rights of others. It's an interesting commentary on life to think that I learned that from her when we were young, and now she is part of the military buildup that is attempting to convey the same idea to some people on the other side of the planet. I don't really like this whole situation that we seem to have gotten ourselves into here, and from what I can tell, the rest of the planet thinks we're waving our pistols a little too much. I wish more people would vote. I never miss an opportunity to vote. I would vote every freaking week if they'd let me. It really burns me that I'm not asked my opinion about national events more frequently. Why can't we have a www.issuesthataffectusall.gov website that has a quick vote on it, like cnn.com? Would our polititians be opposed to hearing more input from their constituents? If they don't want to hear from us, it's our fault for voting the wrong guys into office. After all, if don't get what you ordered, you send it back right? WTF? People tell me that we can't do it via website, because you're not including the demographic without a computer. Well, the way it is now, you have to be an oil company or a tobacco giant to have any effect on the government. This is absurd. Enough rant. Not enough bed.
Oh, I forgot to mention that Prandtl knocked a beer over onto Scott's laptop somewhere around 1.30 just to put the finishing touches on a perfect day. But the good part is I survived, and by getting all of the bad day events out of the way on one day, I know that I'll have another run of great days from here on out. Enough said.
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