Trip

Well, I figured I better write something because my last post is entitled "recent thoughts" and after about 2 weeks or so that title went from descriptive to dishonest.

I've been pretty busy lately. I turned 29, went to the San Diego Zoo, traveled across the country to Massachusetts, New York, Connecticut, and Rhode Island...and I visited the famous places at each of those locations.

I'm actually preparing right now for a meeting with someone at the Harvard Graduate school. I have an appointment to talk to one of their admissions counselors. It seems like, should I choose to attend, it would be relatively easy to get into the program. I looked over the admissions averages and I'm way above the norm in just about every area.

Of course, that is no guarantee. Depending on the needs of the program, the applicant pool, and many intangible preferences of the admissions committee, I might not get in. But, all things considered, the odds are in my favor should I choose to go.

One very beneficial thing about this trip is that it has given me the chance to look at the law schools around here that I'd be attending if I decide to become a lawyer. It has been very helpful to walk the campuses and see the people in the different programs. It has taken the idea of law school from some vague idea and made it concrete. I now feel like I have at least a vague notion of what my life would be like should I choose that path.

As of now, I think the idea is still shelved. I have a few options that I think fit me better and I'm going to give them a shot. If, in a few years, I don't think I made the right choice I can always redirect my career then. And If I do redirect my career I'll have the added experience of working in business to complement my resume.

The funny thing about this trip is that probably one of the most memorable things I've seen happened just a few miles from my friends apartment...and the event itself was really mundane. What I saw was a couple playing frisbee. But it wasn't just any game of frisbee. It was the worst game of frisbee every played.

Let me paint the picture for you.

Both frisbee participants were tiny people. I would give their nationality, but that would make me sound racist. All you need to know is that they were small, physically uncoordinated, and wearing bright clothing better suited for an anime character. Well, now I think I might have outed their nationality, but hey, I tried.

Anyway, moving on. So, they were playing frisbee. And what a game of frisbee. The guy would stand there legs very far apart with his hands up in front of him like pincers. He would open and close his hands in anticipation. The girl he was playing with would psych herself up with a few hesitant fake throws. When she finally summoned her courage she'd toss the frisbee....horribly. It would veer any direction but straight. But luckily, the little man was ready. He'd burst into frenetic action and hustle like crazy to make sure that frisbee didn't touch the ground....only problem was he wasn't very fast. For all his energy, he never bent his knees. So, he'd wobble from side to side like a midget on stilts...or like Forrest Gump when he had those metal braces on his legs, and by the time he reached the frisbee it was already comfortably resting on the grass.

The sweet thing was his lady didn't care. She would cheer on his vigorous hobbling with similar enthusiasm.

The whole picture was very strange. It was very uncanny valley. They were doing something mundane, but in such a strange and horribly inept way that it looked foreign. It's like they were trying to get used to gravity, or like they were the inept creation a novice cartoonist.

I video taped part of their exchange. When I pull it off my phone I'll post it here.

Well, I better get going. Hope you all have a great day.