silent_rock's Journal: it's all over

dear summer, please don't leave. it seems like just the other day that you were beginning, all the kids left campus except for the poor sorry saps that had to take summer classes. there were months and months to fuck up and fuck around, enjoy the long sunlight hours, sleep in, go on road trips, drink summer drinks, daydream, read summer novels... but now the kiddies are lined up to move back into Unit 1. the pool is full during evening hours. impending doom. seminar series to take care of, labs to TA, abstracts to write, progress to make, people to impress (not) and appease (yup). i am so, so sad.

Favorite line from The Fog of War (heavily paraphrased due to bad memory):

McNamara [just being asked by Kennedy to resign as president of the Ford motor company, a post he had held for 5 weeks, to become Secretary of Defense]: I'm sorry, but I'm just not qualified for this!
Kennedy: Well, there's no school for presidents either!

Apparently, immediately after McNamara acquiesced, they brought him out to tell the press. They have the tape and it's so funny, Kennedy is announcing his new appointment for Secretary of Defense and McNamara is standing back there with a look on his face like, Oh shit, what the hell did I just get myself into?

Yes, preparedness. Be prepared, saith the boy scouts. But sometimes there is just no way.

So forgit it 'cuz I know you ain't wit' it.
[Guess which mp3s I'm listening to!]

guess

[loopperu]

that song is part of on the floor at the boutique is it not?
i listened to it today.

Re:guess

[silent_rock]

you win the prize. good music to keep me awake.