Tonight marked the first night of my last fall semester. When did they start letting 12 year olds go to college? I swear that the swarming masses around me, otherwise known as college freshman, were pre-pubescent. Or am I just that old? I suppose I'm 10 years older than some of the younger members of the class of 2012. Ron Weasly would call them 'titchy'. And titchy they were, though I have no idea what that word means.
I think I am going to like this class. About 2 minutes in, I hastily wrote an email to Andrew saying "If Ian were in this class, his head would explode". To which he replied "you'll love it!". (Ian's politics are slightly to the right of mine. slightly :)) The class I am taking on Wednesday nights this semester is Intro to Environmental Management (hmm... taking intro classes my last year, much like undergrad....) When the professor said "I think we can all agree at least that global climate change exists and much of it is man made" and no one tweaked out I knew I was in a class that perhaps I won't dread quite as much as statistics and economics and finance.
Next week I am putting together a presentation on China, the environment, and the Olympics and what went drastically wrong. Should be good times.
Before I wrap up, I want to direct your attention here. Menino, in one of his more brillant ideas, has asked the property owners of the tallest buildings here in Boston to turn off the lights above the 30th floor. What a mind numblingly brilliant idea. I've been saying this for years. All lights except for security lights and navigational lights for air traffic control. The program is going to last until October 31. With a little luck maybe it will be extended!