Imagine me Emu

"Imagine me Emu, Emu and me, so happy together" Happy together(slightly altered) from the Turtles

 Taking off work early to go to the zoo in the middle of winter is a unique experience. It's mainly that there is nobody else there. An empty park has the draw back of having no one to talk to about what you seeing and none of the side attractions, like snack shacks and tour guides, that your use to seeing. What it offers, however, is some of the animals paying as much attention to you as you are to them.

 The Emu's were the most active as I approached their enclosure. A pair of the world's second largest birds fallowing me around is an odd type of fun. Sadly, my poor photography skills lead to pictures of fence posts, not birds. All the problems I had with the camera I borrowed  lead to me missing the best photo opp I day all day in the giraffe house.

 The high light of my day was walking into the giraffe enclosure and meeting Billy whom happens to be the tallest living creature in north america. He approached the window I was at and began rubbing his head against the plexiglass. Seeing an animal with a head the size of my upper body mere inches away was a humbling and awesome moment.

 I'd like to think of myself as Tarzan or the Jungle Book's Mowgli living and playing with these animals. It doesn't happen much on a day to day basis so these zoo moments are special.

New school, young teachers?

 “I think of all the education that I've missed, but then my homework was never quite like this. I've got it bad, got it bad, got it bad! I'm hot for teacher” Van Halen.

I found it odd that both of the classes I'm taking this semester are being taught by 30 something year old professors. This doesn't concern me that they may not have adequate knowledge and experience to properly educate. Nor do I doubt their ability to manage an authoritative position amongst adults. As far as first impressions go, I'll probably learn a lot from these two. It's really for my own sake that it's kinda weird.

I'm used to teachers in their late 40's to mid 60's and with a small amount of exceptions it has always been that way. Elementary through high school, I was closer to the age of my teacher's children or grandchildren then the teacher's themselves. The thought of us being into the same music, viewing similar events at similar life stages or being in the same social circles is foreign to me. There's also a real possibility that I know things they don't. Not just personal things but genuinely relevant knowledge. I feel like the dynamic may yield some interesting fruit, jury's still out as to weather that's a good or bad thing.

The final cherry on this sundae of new learning experience is that one of my professors (not you Professor Howell, sorry) is distractingly attractive! My only fear with that is the possibility of me pouring molten hot glass on myself if my eye's veer off course at the wrong time. Wish me luck at learning and not sustaining injury over the semester!

All the world's a musical

 "This is the tale of Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson is who. He is the subject of the sentence and what the predicate says Mr. Johnson must do." from School House Rock (slightly edited). I spent the vast amount of my life listening to music and applying it to random events that seem relevant at the time. In class, this gives me something to work with when I have no idea what to say. I was raised in a very musically focused family and it was normal for any or all people to being singing at any given moment. The comment "all the world's a musical" was often repeated when guests were over giving us confused or bewildered looks. Now as an adult, my roommates, coworkers and girlfriends have all had to hear this story as an explanation to this odd behavior.