A college man, once again

So, I'm back in college. But, just for the moment. I'm taking two summer classes (School Law and School Finance) at Ohio University. I did take a graduate level class from the University of North Carolina via a distance learning setup in the 80s, but this is the first time I've actually taken a class on a college campus since 1980. That's 27 years, baby. It was fascinating. Wearin' my blue jeans and sandals I fit right in, just like Marcus in the third Raiders movie. I could have disappeared and never been found, being well versed in all the local customs and languages.

Actually, I'm the proverbial man from Mars. I had no idea where to park, where the classroom building was, and actually, I've yet to be officially accepted as a student, and scheduled in the class. The wheels at OU grind slow, but maybe they grind exceedingly fine. And everyone else knows each other from a couple of years of taking classes together.

But the class was great, and I'm so much a better student than I was in the 1970s. (I'm not drinking to excess, I'm not getting high regularly, and I find it easy to stay awake).

I can't wait for Wednesday.

My Birthday

Current mood: 50ish

So, I hear some honking outside my house this morning, and there is some big green bus out front and Ross Perot is doing some crazy dance to some crazy music. When I went out to ask him to stop and to go away, he tried to force me into the bus, evidently to take me somewhere, but I wrestled him to the ground and managed to get back inside my house, where I called the police. I think I'll eat some waffles now.