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Wednesday, November 10, 2004
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Don't Stand So Close To Me (lest you get sick)

How can Jeff possibly go back to Windows after freeing his mind and getting a Mac? That's exactly what I asked myself. I suppose gaming is a better reason than any, however, I'm sure some more Irish literature will get the Cap'n away from that awful thing.

In Honors Core I here at the good ol' University of Central Arkansas, we have been emersed in "the search for self," and we have just arrived at our virtual selves. Now we are "seeking solace in cyberspace (with 900 million people watching)." Today's lecture was given by my Honors prof and was quite interesting. It was mostly about blogs, and of course our elite group came to mind as I listened. Apparently we are "hiding in plain sight," looking for freedom, democracy, liberation, self-expression, and empowerment, among others. We are "citizen-journalists." Apparently there are 1.3 million bloggers in America,and I would like to think we're the best.

Tonight the UCA Sax Choir dazzled the crowd at the woodwind ensembles recital. We performed Mozart's "Eine Kline Nachtmusik," "Portals," and The Six Brown Brothers' "At the Chicken Chasers Ball." As I have continually been losing my good health lately, I held in some much needed coughs during the whole bit and finally let loose as soon as I was out of the recital hall doors. I think I have a combination of strep throat and food poisioning, which does not bode well for my wind ensemble audition tomorrow, although I'm not too sure it will matter since I already know I'll be in symphonic band anyway.

It is trying to start storming here, and I hope it's full-blown by the time I go to bed. I'm looking forward to some very good sleep tonight.

Good evenin', me laddies!
seashell


 
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