1) My First Day of School/Clean up
Got to class about five minutes late - it's going to take me a little practice to get myself up and out the door by 7 AM! - but didn't miss much of anything. Slipped right into my seat, and - well, let's just say that I think the teacher knows the material, but what he knows, he ain't saying. And what he ain't saying, he ain't saying in his very quiet, mumbled, accented and slightly broken English. This class looks like it's going to be wall-to-wall equations without any connecting tissue, so I'm strapping myself in. I can master this material. With or without help.
I asked one question, as he was demonstrating... well, when he thought he was demonstrating dimensional analysis. Basically, he introduced the concept of a constant, without explaining what a constant was or the need for it. He said he'd get to it. He never did.
That was the only question asked in class.
On a positive note, after class, I had an hour to take care of all of my RCC problems before I had to attend a 10 AM client meeting on Montebello Road, about five minutes away. So, in order, I:
- looked at the Physics syllabus and noted that 30% of my grade would come from the labs. Of which I'd missed the first the day before,
- went to the math & sciences office and got the name of the lab teacher,
- found out he'd be done with a class at 9:40, and I could find him in room 1209,
- went to the bookstore and got my texts (a bargain at $350!),
- looked at the syllabus for my virtual math class and saw that I would need a student I.D. to check out the DVD materials from the library,
- went to find out where I could get a student I.D.,
- went to the security station to get a student I.D.,
- went to the library and got the DVDs,
- also got a few books they were giving away, including Pynchon and Theroux in hardcover,
- went a little early to room 1209 and talked to the lab teacher,
- was greatly relieved to find I hadn't missed much of anything, and it wouldn't affect my grade,
- walked back across campus to my car, checking out any hot young things, in my official role as the D.O.M.O.C. (that's Dirty Old Man on Campus, to you).
2) Two Days in Paris
Not an actual event in my life - my last trip to Paris was with my college girlfriend over one very, very cold Christmas week, when she got the flu and I got lost on my way to the Eiffel Tower. No, these two days are part of the eponymous film written, directed by and starring Julie Delpy, and it proves something I've always suspected: I like Woody Allen a lot better as an adorable French woman.
Actually, this film is better than anything Woody has made in a long time. It gets a little flat at the end, but I was surprised as to just how well she kept the thing aloft, in spite of a fairly mundane story. The dialogue, pacing and her deft touch with actors made the thing work, and work really well. A really strong first feature, and I'll definitely be on board for anything she makes to follow it up.
3) Some Brief Political Hackery
I know I maintain a policy of not getting political on the Rambler, but I just have to make this totally obvious and oft stated observation here: the Christian Conservative wing of the GOP is fucking goofy.
Just thought I'd put that out there.