Once I start medical school in a couple of weeks, this may become a blog about medical school. Who am I kidding, though? It probably won't. However, as I have yet to reach that point, the blog will remain a kettle in which my deepest thoughts, ideas, and questions can stew. Eventually I shall feed said stew to a hobo and move on into a blog full of purpose.
For now, however, I will continue along in my traditional fashion...
I recently downloaded the iTunes exclusive "Live from SoHo" album by the Counting Crows. I like the Counting Crows, and I like SoHo because it's a neighborhood in NYC named after one of my favorite food stops in DC, The SoHo Cafe. Longtime stalkers of this blog would recognize that name as the aboveground counterpart to the Mutant Food Court (see Mutant Food Court and The Return to Mutant Headquarters). As a small tangent, I cannot express how refreshing it is to know that this little restaurant has had such a significant influence on The Big Apple.
Anyway, the album is great, and it's live which makes it even greater. However, the most significant mass of greatness lies in an accretion disk surrounding the final song of the album, "Rain King". Sure, everyone and their gardener knows "Rain King"; but only really music savvy gardeners know that in the middle of the song, Adam breaks out into a rendition of Bruce Springsteen's "Thunder Road", before returning to the song at hand in time to close out the jam session. Essentially what we have then is a "Thunder Road" sandwich, which, admittedly conjures up images of a very agonizing lunch period. However, the effect is quite the opposite. The song is probably one of the greatest things I've ever heard.
So download the album because it's awesome.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Hemlines of the Day
The sleeves on my white coat are too long.
I think that really sums things up well. The process of becoming a doctor is a process of growth--in terms knowledge and in terms of self, and I don't quite fit just yet. The woman at the bookstore was nice about it though, and she didn't laugh even once.
I have an apartment now too. Right now it's a lot like my white coat. It's a little big on me, it's yet to be embroidered or personalized, and I can't actually be in it until after orientation and they've sewed the school patch on the sleeve. But they're both essentially mine nonetheless.
I also found a sweet shortcut to the medical campus that bypasses the highway completely. It's a scenic little bridge that traverses the Schuylkill, and which utterly negates the need to sit in traffic. What could be better?
Yep. Things are really moving along.
I think that really sums things up well. The process of becoming a doctor is a process of growth--in terms knowledge and in terms of self, and I don't quite fit just yet. The woman at the bookstore was nice about it though, and she didn't laugh even once.
I have an apartment now too. Right now it's a lot like my white coat. It's a little big on me, it's yet to be embroidered or personalized, and I can't actually be in it until after orientation and they've sewed the school patch on the sleeve. But they're both essentially mine nonetheless.
I also found a sweet shortcut to the medical campus that bypasses the highway completely. It's a scenic little bridge that traverses the Schuylkill, and which utterly negates the need to sit in traffic. What could be better?
Yep. Things are really moving along.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Welcome To The New Cause
Oh, hey. Yeah I forgot to mention that I have a brand new video! The video is sort of a public service announcement/mini-documentary on the struggles faced by shadow puppets during the daytime hours. It's kind of sad, but I think it's important because it really exposes people to this little known problem being faced in puppet communities worldwide.
If you're going to get behind a cause, this is the one to support. These shadow puppets are facing daily bouts of severe depression, ridicule from their sock puppet cousins, and discrimination from employers who remain insensitive to their disability. Things are even worse for shadow puppets residing in the upper latitudes, such as in Alaska, where months of continuous daylight are causing the suicide rate to skyrocket.
Anyway, watch it. Tell your friends. Make posters and bumper stickers. Hold rallies. Tell Bono.
If you're going to get behind a cause, this is the one to support. These shadow puppets are facing daily bouts of severe depression, ridicule from their sock puppet cousins, and discrimination from employers who remain insensitive to their disability. Things are even worse for shadow puppets residing in the upper latitudes, such as in Alaska, where months of continuous daylight are causing the suicide rate to skyrocket.
Anyway, watch it. Tell your friends. Make posters and bumper stickers. Hold rallies. Tell Bono.
Friday, July 18, 2008
The Power of Shopping
So....I got into medical school.
Yeah, it's awkward, I know.
I don't know much about fate or divine intervention. Furthermore, as a dude, I've lived my life completely oblivious to the Power of Shopping. I capitalize, embolden and italicize the term because this is the highest honor one can bestow upon something on the Internet. I firmly believe that it was the PoS that brought me the joy of an acceptance. Let me divulge:
On Monday, July 14th I walked into JCPenney in Butler, Pennsylvania and purchased two ties for an upcoming job "meeting." Everybody said it was going to be an interview, but the lab director said meeting, so it turns out I was right and they were all wrong. The ties were quite nice, nothing over the top, and I paid the clerk $3.16 TOTAL.
This should have been my first clue. The ties themselves were 95% off, and therefore, before tax, $1.58 each. The ties were trying to tell me something, but I was too naive to notice it. Well it turns out, I was accepted on July 16th--sixteen being the amount of cents I paid for my two ties. What's more, July is the seventh month, and taking the remaining numbers from my tie shopping and doing a little "24 Game" mathematics, we find that [[(8 - 5) - 3] + 1] * [9 - [(5 - 4) + 1]] = 7.
Amazingly simple, yes.
So the moral is, I should have known I was going to get accepted to medical school, but limitations set forth by my gender held me back from becoming enlightened to the fact.
Yeah, it's awkward, I know.
I don't know much about fate or divine intervention. Furthermore, as a dude, I've lived my life completely oblivious to the Power of Shopping. I capitalize, embolden and italicize the term because this is the highest honor one can bestow upon something on the Internet. I firmly believe that it was the PoS that brought me the joy of an acceptance. Let me divulge:
On Monday, July 14th I walked into JCPenney in Butler, Pennsylvania and purchased two ties for an upcoming job "meeting." Everybody said it was going to be an interview, but the lab director said meeting, so it turns out I was right and they were all wrong. The ties were quite nice, nothing over the top, and I paid the clerk $3.16 TOTAL.
This should have been my first clue. The ties themselves were 95% off, and therefore, before tax, $1.58 each. The ties were trying to tell me something, but I was too naive to notice it. Well it turns out, I was accepted on July 16th--sixteen being the amount of cents I paid for my two ties. What's more, July is the seventh month, and taking the remaining numbers from my tie shopping and doing a little "24 Game" mathematics, we find that [[(8 - 5) - 3] + 1] * [9 - [(5 - 4) + 1]] = 7.
Amazingly simple, yes.
So the moral is, I should have known I was going to get accepted to medical school, but limitations set forth by my gender held me back from becoming enlightened to the fact.
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