Friday, March 30, 2007

my commencement.


It's not so much that I am surprised that BYU would allow someone like Dick Cheney to speak at commencement. I am just surprised that the stereotype that I have spent four years overcoming is actually true. Too bad I was right about this as a freshman. Now I will leave this university with the same last impression that I entered into it with. I wish I could say it is irony but I think that sounds too poetic. It's just a waste.

Friday, March 16, 2007

why "Dilbert" has become so funny lately


I'm at work right now. Well, I'm not metaphorically there because I haven't clocked in but I am using the computer because it's warm and safe feeling in here. I think I feel that way because there are cubicles that designate my space. Sometimes I kind of feel like I have one of those "offices" made of folders you used during spelling tests in grade school to assure no one cheats. In the office, there's no fear of being subject to someone's library cell phone call, seeing someone I know that is comfortable with having more than a brief conversation at louder than a library voice, or worrying that everyone around me is more studious than I am. Instead, I know that there will be soft hits, when Ed is here in the morning, and that it will be unusually warm inside the small office place filled with computers and cubicle people. I get folks like James Taylor who will always keep his voice at a moderate level. Or I can dream of "Jamaica, Bermuda...come on pretty mama..." And everyone around me is doing the same thing. 'Ignore, ignore, confirm, ignore' clicking comes from all the computers. The hum of editing. It's serene in here. I like it.