What to say...
Well I recently performed in my first ever improv show. Well... it was just a series of improv games performed in front of an audience. I used to be firmly convinced that I couldn't ever come up with things on the fly but I actually did really well and it felt great. I gotta say... I want to do it again. Paul is excited and convinced I should take classes. I would like to perform with him...
I was walking behind a girl today. She was moving at the speed of slow and when I moved to pass her, I noticed she was talking on her cell phone and wearing a tiara. I understand you might wear one if it's your birthday... but to wear it around campus? Really? Unforgivable.
I had my first radio show today. Mine! Hah! No longer a guest host on the Enclosed Instruction Book. I played some Paramore, Bloc Party, and some other good stuff. I talked about music and events on campus. Overall, great time. I think it went well. I want to record it so people can access it online and listen to it on their mp3 players but I found out there are legal issues with recording the full show and making it available. Apparently, it might as well be piracy because of the music on there. And I doubt people want to just listen to me talking for a total of 15 minutes. Anyway, it went well and next week i'll be flying 100% solo.
Had philosophy of animal rights today. That's not it's real name, but I'm really starting to think it might be PETA 421 instead of PHIL 421. I mean, it's a good class but we're talking about why humans are "speciesist" (a word made up by Peter Singer) and how because we can speculate that they feel pain and are conscious that they deserve equal treatment as humans. While I love animals, I don't know how I feel about this. One argument is that if we refuse to kill an infant or someone in a vegetative state, we have no rational justification to kill an animal since in all three cases, we're dealing with a conscious organism that feels pain in some sense.
My professor yelled at me at the end of class for not participating. I had nothing to say.
I don't want to say anything without at least a
modicum of validity.
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