Aa, asa desu yo.
May. 16th, 2005 11:43 am[Not sure what that comes from. It just popped into my head.]
Apparently Avery seniors staged a fake Ditch Day today. I'm not the only person who assumed it was just Scurves being noisy and went back to bed. It's nice to know that Avery seniors are doing fakes, I guess, although I wonder how many will have real stacks.
This is another example of where Avery is hurt by not having waited dinners, though. Prefrosh Weekend showed the two extremes. On Thursday night, they arranged a special buffet dinner, and invited a whole lot of profs to dinner and the reception afterwards. It was most impressive. My prefrosh spent dinner talking to Ken Libbrecht about the physics department, and then at the reception heard about humanities double majors from Warren Brown before being mobbed by people like Tom Tombrello, who offered to send her a DVD of Stephen Hawking if she emailed him, and Steve Frautschi, who were both full of stories about Feynman and Politzer and Pauling. The way some professors dote on Avery is definitely one of its strengths, and the turnout we get to these student-faculty types of things.
And then there was Friday dinner. Due to a miscommunication, the dining staff didn't even know prefrosh were coming and almost didn't let them eat because they kept insisting prefrosh were supposed to have some ID that could be swiped. [They'd done that on Thursday as well.] And since it was International Week and the food fair was outside, there were maybe three Avery residents around. Most of the prefrosh just sat and talked amongst themselves, although I managed to snag one before I had to get ready for the concert.
So the International Week thing was exceptional, but the Friday case is definitely closer to the "normal" Avery dinner. There is not this sense like in Blacker that I can just walk in and sit down at any random table and probably hold a conversation with the people there, too. And it's not like Avery can invite profs to dinner everyday during Rotation, so this is the side that prefrosh are going to see.
Then again, who knows how the joint dinners in Chandler will go.
Unrelated thing that I was going to tie in to the "morning" theme: I went to PCC this morning to collect rye grass for my research. It made me realize just how obsessed Caltech is with having meticulously kept lawns. Is this where our tuition goes?
Apparently Avery seniors staged a fake Ditch Day today. I'm not the only person who assumed it was just Scurves being noisy and went back to bed. It's nice to know that Avery seniors are doing fakes, I guess, although I wonder how many will have real stacks.
This is another example of where Avery is hurt by not having waited dinners, though. Prefrosh Weekend showed the two extremes. On Thursday night, they arranged a special buffet dinner, and invited a whole lot of profs to dinner and the reception afterwards. It was most impressive. My prefrosh spent dinner talking to Ken Libbrecht about the physics department, and then at the reception heard about humanities double majors from Warren Brown before being mobbed by people like Tom Tombrello, who offered to send her a DVD of Stephen Hawking if she emailed him, and Steve Frautschi, who were both full of stories about Feynman and Politzer and Pauling. The way some professors dote on Avery is definitely one of its strengths, and the turnout we get to these student-faculty types of things.
And then there was Friday dinner. Due to a miscommunication, the dining staff didn't even know prefrosh were coming and almost didn't let them eat because they kept insisting prefrosh were supposed to have some ID that could be swiped. [They'd done that on Thursday as well.] And since it was International Week and the food fair was outside, there were maybe three Avery residents around. Most of the prefrosh just sat and talked amongst themselves, although I managed to snag one before I had to get ready for the concert.
So the International Week thing was exceptional, but the Friday case is definitely closer to the "normal" Avery dinner. There is not this sense like in Blacker that I can just walk in and sit down at any random table and probably hold a conversation with the people there, too. And it's not like Avery can invite profs to dinner everyday during Rotation, so this is the side that prefrosh are going to see.
Then again, who knows how the joint dinners in Chandler will go.
Unrelated thing that I was going to tie in to the "morning" theme: I went to PCC this morning to collect rye grass for my research. It made me realize just how obsessed Caltech is with having meticulously kept lawns. Is this where our tuition goes?
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Date: 2005-05-16 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-19 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-19 05:50 am (UTC)Yeah, I think it's from one of the songs on "Pokemon Kakeru ka na?" Probably one of the weird ones that I don't listen to, like "Aa Marumain" or something.
The cactus here has wilted!
Date: 2005-11-19 05:57 am (UTC)"Eating two sunny-side-ups
I ride the car Let's go out
When I look at the scenery from the big window
Over there is a cactus
The cactus here has wilted
Something pierced the tire!
It's a cactus spike!
We headed for the tunnel still with a flat tire
A while ago it's pitch-black dark This is a pillow
What the heck Is this Kabigon's dream!"