Old School

Regardless of the environment or task there will always be both old school and new school. Regarding the Coast Guard, old school is the day before you joined and new school is the day after you joined.

Today, Mr. C lecturing without gloves and touching a cadaver with his bare hands while explaining the etiology of a simple pneumothorax was most definitely old school. He wipe the end of his nose and then touch the specimen again... an action that horrified me. Would I touch a dead person's lung without gloves? no. Would I touch a living person's lung without gloves? no. I am new school and happy for it. In the same breath, thank you for you crusty, old, old-schoolers, without your adventure and ingenuity... we would not know about communicable diseases and the need for gloves (amongst other things), thank you.

A Brief Period

I have thought and felt many things for a brief period of time-- happiness, sadness, laughter, love, pride, etc.

I thought I could be an artist for a while and I suppose in many ways, I still want to feel that way. I love to draw and have even at times thought that I was good at it. I have a favorite poet and author but I assume that is not enough to be a true artist.

Often I have felt that things would change in an allotted period of time, as if it were a time issue and not that my priorities were maladjusted at the time that I couldn't find time to do the things that I would do if I had had time at that time. I think the sixth time was an overuse but I wanted to squeeze another into that last ramble.

Today, as with many other days before, I pledge to make time for the things that I want and need to do now, today. 

Houston Astros

I went with Jay to the Astros game the Friday before semester break. We spent a couple joyous hours driving to Houston joking about the endless fields, flat land, poor radio stations and brief thoughts of falling off the edge of the world once we left town.

I cheered for the SF Giants. They lost. Unbelievable.

I refused to sing the Texan pride song which immediately following the 7th inning stretch and actually lasted an out or two into the game. Oh, Texas....

The Debt.

Going to see the debt tonight with Jessica from class.  We learned a little bit about medical research in different classes-- medical history, medical ethics and medical law. 


I hope the film is good.