I haven't posted since Feb 2013. Shame on me.
Right now I am 30-ish days from receiving my Master of Arts in Higher Education and Student Affairs. The idea of being a certified Master's degree holder, and something of an adult excites me and frightens me simultaneously. With this degree I may venture forth into the fray of student affairs and become a real-life professional. But entering the fray and securing employment is a daunting task. At the moment I have several prospects and am contemplating others. Aside from the joy of graduating and the anxiety of moving, I look forward to meeting new people.
As of late I've met many, many new people. I find my capacity for appreciating others is growing...or rather I am rediscovering how great people are. I have been doing a lot of climbing and slacklining recently. My middle finger is healing nicely and I suspect I will be at 100% by the middle of May. I'm at 90% right now and it takes a great degree of self-control not to climb at my peak and risk damaging the new tissue.
I mentioned slacklining. For readers unfamiliar with slacklining simply imagine tightrope walking. Now imagine that instead of a rope I am walking on a 1-inch wide or 2-inch wide length of webbing about 3-4 feet off the ground between two trees. For visual learners, see below, and skip to2:10 for the action:
Aside from the flipping and bouncing that is what I have been occupying myself with. I am beginning to get the hang of bouncing too! Much of my slacklining has taken place on The Oval, the large green space on the OSU campus in front of the library. During the warm months of May (and the occassional sun spell in April) the Oval transforms into Oval Beach. Imagine a beach and the types of people and activities that the beach attract, now imagine these people on a grass field without water. Basically it's a collection of men and women baring as much skin as they feel comfortable in a public, sunny setting:
Now, factor in thrill seeking young men and nylon webbing and you get this:
Now, factor in a disregard for consequences in the young men and you get this:
Good, safe ideas are the product of young, collegiate men, no?
With any luck I will land a job that pays me enough to meet my bills, eat, entertain myself and others, and purchase a slackline of my own. My sister has one squirreled away somewhere and I know for a fact she hasn't used it in ages. I am hoping I can swoop in a buy it from her on the cheap.
Alas, I have procrastinated long enough. Now to continue my readings on the history of the American community college.
Right now I am 30-ish days from receiving my Master of Arts in Higher Education and Student Affairs. The idea of being a certified Master's degree holder, and something of an adult excites me and frightens me simultaneously. With this degree I may venture forth into the fray of student affairs and become a real-life professional. But entering the fray and securing employment is a daunting task. At the moment I have several prospects and am contemplating others. Aside from the joy of graduating and the anxiety of moving, I look forward to meeting new people.
As of late I've met many, many new people. I find my capacity for appreciating others is growing...or rather I am rediscovering how great people are. I have been doing a lot of climbing and slacklining recently. My middle finger is healing nicely and I suspect I will be at 100% by the middle of May. I'm at 90% right now and it takes a great degree of self-control not to climb at my peak and risk damaging the new tissue.
I mentioned slacklining. For readers unfamiliar with slacklining simply imagine tightrope walking. Now imagine that instead of a rope I am walking on a 1-inch wide or 2-inch wide length of webbing about 3-4 feet off the ground between two trees. For visual learners, see below, and skip to2:10 for the action:
Aside from the flipping and bouncing that is what I have been occupying myself with. I am beginning to get the hang of bouncing too! Much of my slacklining has taken place on The Oval, the large green space on the OSU campus in front of the library. During the warm months of May (and the occassional sun spell in April) the Oval transforms into Oval Beach. Imagine a beach and the types of people and activities that the beach attract, now imagine these people on a grass field without water. Basically it's a collection of men and women baring as much skin as they feel comfortable in a public, sunny setting:
Now, factor in thrill seeking young men and nylon webbing and you get this:
Now, factor in a disregard for consequences in the young men and you get this:
Good, safe ideas are the product of young, collegiate men, no?
With any luck I will land a job that pays me enough to meet my bills, eat, entertain myself and others, and purchase a slackline of my own. My sister has one squirreled away somewhere and I know for a fact she hasn't used it in ages. I am hoping I can swoop in a buy it from her on the cheap.
Alas, I have procrastinated long enough. Now to continue my readings on the history of the American community college.
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