Tuesday, October 7, 2008

a trip down memory lane

i paid a visit 2 the campus of my university this afternoon & a simple trip 2 collect a set of transcripts turned into quite the trip down memory lane. i was intending a quick grab & run collection, but once i saw how much the place had changed in the 10 years since i graduated (sweet jesus, that means it’s 14 years since i enrolled) i decided 2 hell with it, lets, for old time’s sake, have a look around. so have a look around i did, seeing a 22 year old me in a lot of the abercrombie & fitch hoody, jansport backpack wearing students who were enjoying the festivities of fresher week.

'aggh yes, i remember getting drunk in there so many times, & there, & there 2... & there’s where i used 2 play pool while dodging lectures... & there is the library i only ever visited 2 photocopy lecture notes, or 2 see which saddos were actually studying... & there, ha, there is the corner where i got off with whatsername in rag week of 2nd year... or was it 3rd year?... god, she was hot, whatever year it was... i wonder what she‘s doing now?... & there’s the campus residence i crashed in so many nights when i wasn’t supposed 2... that warden i dodged is dead now... poor fucker died of cancer... joe was his name, i think... ummm... & there’s the bank that never wanted to give me any money... wow, what a great 4 years i had here... i wonder what 'the lads' are doing these days?... i really shouldn't have lost touch with them... shit happens... oh to be 22 again.’

a trip down dcu's memory lane wouldn’t have been complete without a saunter up & down the corridors of the faculty that, in its infinite wisdom, gave me a degree – the physics faculty. i did so safe in the knowledge that even if i was 2 bump into any faculty staff members (professors, lectures, engineers & the likes) familiar 2 yours truly, they were unlikely, very unlikely, 2 recognise me & therefore i probably wouldn’t have 2 explain 2 anyone how i haven’t done diddly with the degree they conferred upon me 10 years earlier. i was right – i didn’t see 1 egghead i recognised, although if i hung around long enough i would have... the staff names on the physics school doors is 1 aspect of dcu that hasn’t changed since my carefree student days.

this & that news

let’s keep with the physics theme for a bit. a surfer dude reckons he has found the holy grail of physics - a theory that unites Einstein's General Relativity (which explains how the universe works on very large scales) with that of quantum mechanics (which describes the world of tiny elementary particles)... you yawning yet? some folks clued into this sort of thing like it, others don’t. either way this surfer dude is presently, emm... riding a huge wave of publicity. boom boom... sorry, lame i know.

‘the return’ – an update

it looks like 'the return' is a go, albeit bite size, with a tentative start date of november 3rd. that’s only about 6 weeks later than initially planned but hey... as i always say, better late than pregnant.

just for laughs is all

is anyone else finding this whole sarah ‘pit bull in lipstick’ palin show hilarious? ordinarily i couldn’t care less who is at the helm in the states but if you are someone who, like me, remotely cares about the planet then you have 2 be, at the very least, slightly concerned about the prospect of a self-confessed hockey mum from alaska being 2nd in command of the world’s only superpower. it could happen folks. shiver. anyway, regardless of the election outcome at least sarah’s winks, 'darn rights, you betchas’ & ‘don’t cha knows’ is great fodder for those who like 2 give the rest of us a good laugh, especially if it's done as well as it is done here by the saturday night live crew in the states. remember folks, it's just for laughs is all... you betcha.

what i'm listening 2 right now

snow patrol, grazed knees

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