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Spread Some Music.

On Saturday night I drove to Ithaca to go to Leather and Bear Night at the Common Ground. It was a solo night for me; Earl had to work early Sunday morning and since it’s a bit of a drive to Ithaca he wouldn’t have had nearly enough sleep to be functional, so with his blessing I made the trek alone.

It was a great time and I was able to make new friends and chat with guys about the upcoming Bear night in Utica (this coming Saturday). I was also entered into the “Best Buns” contest by an apparent fan and I came in second out of 10 or so. I don’t know what happened to me that I would be showing off my ass in public like that, since I’m so shy in that type of setting (grin), but there you are.

But I digress.

While I was at the Common Ground I chatted with the owner of the bar, a very nice guy by the name of Doug who invited me to be a guest DJ. We’ve exchanged a few e-mails and now it’s official, I will be the guest DJ on Saturday 26 April 2008 for the Leather/Levi night. It’ll be my first time spinning in Ithaca and the Common Ground has a GREAT dance floor and sound system. I am really looking forward to the experience.

One of the things that I like about the Common Ground is that it’s relatively secluded outside of the city limits. It’s a little bit country, even though you’re a little bit rock and roll. And one of the things that I’ve always loved about Ithaca is the nighttime view as you enter the city, even at 4:30 in the morning. I just love the terrain there.

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Seize. Freeze. Senility.

Going back to college at 38 years old (at the time) was a difficult decision to make. I had several concerns with the decision; I feared attending mandatory physical education classes with students that lifted weights for a living, I worried that my age difference from my classmates would be measured in decades and I was concerned that I could no longer get high from ditto paper.

I never considered that the brain turns to swiss cheese around the 30s.

Today I have two big exams. The first is already under my belt and was in the class that is turning out to be my favorite class of the semester: Statics. It’s this class that will set the foundation for my ability to design a bridge, road or sign that doesn’t move. I’m finding the class to be common sense. We’ve learned a small handful of equations and we crunch a lot of numbers. I am usually able to complete my homework easily. I’ve received glowing comments from the professor.

Now I didn’t get panic stricken like that Surveying test last semester, but I found myself struggling to remember the equations that I usually can rattle off without an issue. This seems to be the case with my ability to take a test. Going into the test I’m golden, during the test I’m bronze at best. It’s like everything I’ve studied falls out of my brain the moment I sit down to take the test.

I don’t remember this feeling during tests back in my high school days. (I can’t remember taking tests during my first run of college back when I was 18 and 19 but I must have at one point or another.) I guess I’m attributing the phenomena to growing older.

I feel confident with my performance on the exam. I would even go so far as to say that I did very well, despite the struggle I had remembering what I needed to remember.

I guess I’ll just have to double up on the studying or something.