So six months have passed since the last post. Goodness a lot has happened, and I guess the best thing to do is just start off with the weekend, as there’s no way I can do justice to all the details.
Before I do that though, I’ll try and outline the last semester in a few words.
Phenomonology…
Love…
Research…
Pretence…
Listening…
Stepping back…
Thinking…
Dreaming….
Understanding…
Leaving…
Starting over…
I’m so thankful for the friendships I have been able to maintain, and have worked hard at really understanding relationships with my peers, and loves…guess that’s human nature.
This weekend has been pretty epic, starting Friday, I went to speak at orientation…Imagine that, I do actually feel as though things are picking up, and as Sabina put it, “You came at a really tough time.” That’s very true, and I’m looking forward to this semester where there is leadership, and new equipment.
I have to say though that the most important thing that has happened to me academically this semester is the Artech group, and the open and accepting way we talk. It’s really nice to have people who understand about and are interested in perception/science/computers/tech/network/programming and the like. (the majority are under g’s).
Anywho, that’s been really helpful, and as last semester, I took a lot of under grad classes, and developed a great relationship with one of the profs…Trisha Donneley, we didn’t get along sometimes, because I thought she was a bit condecending, and once I understood where she was coming from, we really understood each other a bit better.
Sooooo back to this weekend, I had the pleasure, before it started, to eat lunch with Jay Pidto and Paul Sack at the cafe in Armani on Grant street. It was a great chat, and the inspiration for a letter to Chris Bratton…I’m hoping to get action on a integrated system with debit/entry/library cards, alumni giving, and goals for recent alums, and raising the student activity fee, so there can be a better sense of community on campus…(always the activist…guess it’s in the genes, *thanks Mom*)
Friday night I chilled around the house and got a reservation at the Starlight Room in the Sir Franciso Drake Hotel for 9pm and went to bed early because I thought I was going to have a track meet the next day at Berkeley. So I went on over and the track was locked up, and so I didn’t want to get directly back on the Bart, so I decided to find the PDT house there it took me forever. And the weird thing was none of the other Greeks around knew where it was…that”s a bit problematic…
Anyway I walked in, looked around and was sad to note that the composite only have 20 or so pictures, and when I whistled noone came down. I walked around a bit more, took some pictures of the clock tower (yes it reminds me of CU *sigh* and a lot bigger) and then went back to the track…I couldn’t get a good full approach, I 5 stepped 6’3″ and had really bad timing. I’ve got a lot of work to do to be competitive.
I would like to get back to the point I was in 2001, and that’s going to take a lot of work and dedication, I’ve got to re-commit myself…and straighten out my priorities. (basically I need to spend a day writing and setting goals for art/track/love/school/family/travel)
After coming back to the city, I cut through Alta Plaza and had a rousing game of 21 basketball, won and dunked…felt great about that.
So then I came back, shoved all my dirty clothes in my closet to make room for JASON, MANNY, KUAI, and BERNIE (and Manny’s buddy Gabe, I think his name was) We went out HARD, and got some cocktails at the Starlight, and then followed that up with Pool at Club Azul. J had his Cell stolen, and there was the usual drama of partying like a rockstar(this time out the cab at 40 mph…*ahem*)
I woke up the next day with shaving cream all over my face, and a Band-Aid on my cheek…both of which were done because I fell asleep first, Bernie got nailed too, it’s just like a slumber party…Wheeeeee.
Then the next day, I was tired…both from the party, and from jumping/basketball/going to Berkeley so I watched sooooo many movies…and they fit rather well with all the books I’ve been reading on love, psychology etc…
1. An affair to Remember (cupid and psyche)
2. Sleepless in Seattle (ref to an affair to remember)
3. You’ve got Mail (ref to Pride and Prej)
4. Pixel Perfect (ref to Pygmalian)
5. Singles (so many refs…)
so that was cool. I had dinner at Jacquie’s house
Monday, I was lazy too, and laid in bed for a long time, till like noon, ran errands, and then went to the Grad Studio so Jacquie could print…that was ok, ’cause I helped print, and got to read a bit.
Today was really epic, got called at 8:30 AM to go to Marin to work on Pam Comstock’s art project with her in regards to her daughter’s school. It went really well, I worked out the images in P-shop, and gridded the canvas, so then she’s going to transfer them with wintergreen and paint. After we went out to lunch, and had long talk about her experiences as a young mother.
Came back, Skated with Kev, and was suprised how kindly we were asked to leave…a black gentleman came out in a trench coat, and asked us if we skated a lot, and then politely stated that his manager had called and that he didn’t want anyone skating on his property.
We moved on and I commented that it was the nicest “kicking out” we’ve ever had. He responded, “You guys were just trying to have fun, have a good night, and get some protective gear…” I thought that was amazing, there are people who understand!
So after that I went to the Jamba Juice around Sutter and Kearney or whatever it is and ran into Kate, and we talked earlier in the week, whith Nick Doyle about starting our very own book club, starting with Kubler Ross’s On Death and Dying . So that was pretty rad, she said she already had the book.
So now I’m caught up from Friday to Today…now I need to keep up with this…