Proof that my friends are the coolest people in the world
Anonymous: I'm doing pretty well, thanks. (Hmmm... trying to throw me off-guard by not giving a name?)
I've come to the conclusion that my friends are the coolest people in the world.
Now, I realize that there are several people who actually can say that, since it's a very subjective distinction. But I also know that there are people who would not say that. I think my friends here really all just about the greatest people one could ever hope to meet.
Case in point: Yesterday, Abby Carpenter baked a white chocolate mousse cake. She decided that if she had a cake, she needed a reason to party. She looked up March 1 online, then invited several people, myself included, down to the McAfee Commons to celebrate the 138th anniversary of the statehood of Nebraska. We've decided to celebrate every year.
Okay, that's really a random example, but I just really enjoyed that.
Oh, yes, and Abby and I are both going to try to find a book often quoted by Dr. Poe, entitled How the Irish Saved Civilization.
Classes continue to go well; last week, I got back the quiz in history and a paper I wrote on Catherine the Great, both the quizzes I've taken in New Testament, and the English exam, with A's all around. Ms. Alexander hadn't graded my Great Books paper on Monday, since she started doing the comments alphabetically, but she said "I thought it was quite good," which is high praise on a Brenda-Alexandrian scale, so I'm looking forward to getting that back, too.
The conference in Fort Worth was a lot of fun, and very informative. Some really impressive photojournalists spoke, and there were portions that will be useful to everybody, from the photojournalists in our group, like Kyle Kurlick, to the writing journalists, like Nic Pfost and myself, and the non-journalistic photographers, like Tyler Malone or Brad Moore. Mr. Veneman hosted the whole thing, and he did a really good job.
One aspect of the conference was the "Shoot-out," in which a Nikon vendor randomly selected 25 names, gave each person a CoolPix digital camera, and then gave a topic: Corners. The photographers then had an hour to go out and get a good picture fitting the theme and return the camera (only one chosen picture on the memory card). The winner actually won a CoolPix camera. I was randomly chosen to compete, and that was a lot of fun. I got a cool picture, too (though, needless to say, I didn't win).
However, Gypsy won a random drawing for a Canon ballcap, and, with a sigh of "I won a hat. I don't wear hats. Do you wear hats?" she gave me a hat.
The trip back was fun, too. When the guy driving pulls out a mixed CD and introduces you to a mock-rock-opera and then explains the inside jokes that went into it, you can't help but enjoy it. (Thanks again for that, Kyle. Some of those songs are still stuck in my head.)
Oh, and speaking of photography, I'm pretty sure I took the picture that's right now on Sarah Santiago's Xanga, though I guess it depends on whose camera actually had the shot she used. :-)
I've come to the conclusion that my friends are the coolest people in the world.
Now, I realize that there are several people who actually can say that, since it's a very subjective distinction. But I also know that there are people who would not say that. I think my friends here really all just about the greatest people one could ever hope to meet.
Case in point: Yesterday, Abby Carpenter baked a white chocolate mousse cake. She decided that if she had a cake, she needed a reason to party. She looked up March 1 online, then invited several people, myself included, down to the McAfee Commons to celebrate the 138th anniversary of the statehood of Nebraska. We've decided to celebrate every year.
Okay, that's really a random example, but I just really enjoyed that.
Oh, yes, and Abby and I are both going to try to find a book often quoted by Dr. Poe, entitled How the Irish Saved Civilization.
Classes continue to go well; last week, I got back the quiz in history and a paper I wrote on Catherine the Great, both the quizzes I've taken in New Testament, and the English exam, with A's all around. Ms. Alexander hadn't graded my Great Books paper on Monday, since she started doing the comments alphabetically, but she said "I thought it was quite good," which is high praise on a Brenda-Alexandrian scale, so I'm looking forward to getting that back, too.
The conference in Fort Worth was a lot of fun, and very informative. Some really impressive photojournalists spoke, and there were portions that will be useful to everybody, from the photojournalists in our group, like Kyle Kurlick, to the writing journalists, like Nic Pfost and myself, and the non-journalistic photographers, like Tyler Malone or Brad Moore. Mr. Veneman hosted the whole thing, and he did a really good job.
One aspect of the conference was the "Shoot-out," in which a Nikon vendor randomly selected 25 names, gave each person a CoolPix digital camera, and then gave a topic: Corners. The photographers then had an hour to go out and get a good picture fitting the theme and return the camera (only one chosen picture on the memory card). The winner actually won a CoolPix camera. I was randomly chosen to compete, and that was a lot of fun. I got a cool picture, too (though, needless to say, I didn't win).
However, Gypsy won a random drawing for a Canon ballcap, and, with a sigh of "I won a hat. I don't wear hats. Do you wear hats?" she gave me a hat.
The trip back was fun, too. When the guy driving pulls out a mixed CD and introduces you to a mock-rock-opera and then explains the inside jokes that went into it, you can't help but enjoy it. (Thanks again for that, Kyle. Some of those songs are still stuck in my head.)
Oh, and speaking of photography, I'm pretty sure I took the picture that's right now on Sarah Santiago's Xanga, though I guess it depends on whose camera actually had the shot she used. :-)
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