It’s 5/03.
Yeah, it’s 5/1/03, but that doesn’t mean anything to me. The truly significant thing is that the month is 5/03.
Why? For the last four years, on virtually every piece of remotely academic-related paperwork I’ve had to fill out, I’ve been asked my “expected graduation date.” Usually, they only want the month — and I didn’t know the exact date anyway. So, invariably, I wrote the shorthand: “5/03.”
Well, 5/03 begins today.
In other news, I took some more campus-in-springtime shots yesterday. I particularly like this one:
And here are a couple from the Daily Trojan office on the fourth floor of the Student Union building. Note the Tommy Trojan statue, USC’s central campus landmark, at the bottom of the first image.
Speaking of pretty spring pictures, they say springtime is for lovers, right? Well, here are a couple shots of me and Becky being cute yesterday. (Note Becky’s new “Lois Lane” glasses. I love ‘em.)
And here’s a picture of Becky pretending to be a Connecticut Boys State alumnus. I’m not sure anyone bought it. :)
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May 1st, 2003 at 12:02:45 pm
Does that mean you’ve settled on keeping this new digital camera?
May 1st, 2003 at 12:10:38 pm
Not necessarily. I have until early next week to decide for certain. I am leaning towards keeping it, but I still have some reservations. The focus/sharpness in moderate light continues to be a feature I’m not 100% certain of yet. Also, it isn’t the best camera for grabbing at a moment’s notice, pointing and shooting immediately — if, say, some sort of breaking news is happening, or if you notice something on the roadside as you’re driving by and need a QUICK shot. The zoom sometimes takes a second to respond, and it needs a little more time than I’d like to get the focus and exposure right. However, it’s an excellent camera overall.
May 1st, 2003 at 1:20:12 pm
May Day is International Labor Day, when all of europe’s anarchists, communists, socialists, anarcho-syndicalists and every other brand of leftist gather in London.
May 1st, 2003 at 1:34:23 pm
It’s also Beltran, a spring ritual which gives us the maypole. And, according to Bush,it’s also Loyalty Day!
http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2003/04/20030430-26.html
But the Bush Administration has no need of propaganda, only common sense. Really it doesn’t.
May 1st, 2003 at 10:09:33 pm
Keep the camera.
Beltane, Sean. Beltane. A druidic vernal ritual with ancient Celtic roots. (Hey, it ain’t *my* fault that everything always comes back to Ireland. :)
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:39:47 am
What does Ireland have to do with anything? The Celts originally came from somewhere around Switzerland, and once dominated most of northwestern Europe. The Bretons in France consider themselves Celts, and the Welsh and Scot-Irish also have Celtic ties (their languages being in the same linguistic family as Gaelic).
You’re just sore because the superior Anglo-Saxons (or Anglo-Saxon-Normans, if you prefer) pushed the Celts to the western tip of France and the desolate, forgotten island of Ireland, reducing their influence and power. In fact, if it wasn’t for those evil Brits inducing the Irish potato famine, none of you Iries would be in this country, making silly assertions about the glory of ol’ Ireland. No, you’d be back in the old country drinking yourselves into a uncivilized, neanderthalistic stupor, serving out your destiny as the footnote of European history.
Was that too harsh? Sometimes that sense of Anglo superiority rises up in me, especially when those Irish get on m’nerves. God save the Queen! :-P
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:48:44 am
(Yes, my dad is English, and while I have a bit of Irish, German, and Scandinavian on my mom’s side, my maternal grandmother is French-Canadian–specifically of Norman roots. So count me 3/4 Anglo-Saxon-Norman. But the point is, we invented modern civilization as we know it; if you want to credit the ethnic Scottish, go right on ahead, as long as you understand that Scotland was good for nothin’ ’till merry ol’ England set her straight. Meanwhile, we’ve got no time for silly backward Celts who insist on using consonants as vowels and killing each other over the colors green and orange. That’s soooo pre-Roman!)
May 2nd, 2003 at 1:14:05 pm
Whoops. I used the name of a Star Trek actor instead of Beltane.
Er, I mean… Arg! The bludy Brits ‘ave stuhlin me cultoore! The grin filds o’ Scutlund wull roon rid with blud!
May 2nd, 2003 at 5:58:16 pm
Why are you all so strange? Just look at the pictures and post something like, “aww, how cute.”
May 2nd, 2003 at 6:03:30 pm
You’ll have to forgive Becky. She’s in the computer lab hiccupping loudly, and therefore is somewhat cranky. :)
May 3rd, 2003 at 11:17:28 pm
b’ JASUS! I not only missed the Kentucky Derby, I missed *this* till now too. Heeheehee…And, it’s Andrew, Sean, and B-Squared! Aaand, DOWWWN THE STRETCH THEY COME!!!
“Strange”, O Rebecca of the Hiccup? STRAAANGE?? Goodness gracious, we’re all rather Normal. MMWAAA-ha-haaaa…”Strange” is, like, oh I dunno — Scorpions in Buffalo, or something. :)
Sean:
…Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha for Scotland’s King and law
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or freeman fa’?
Let him follow me!…
- Bobbie Burns
Andrew, *LOL*! Well said sir, what I understood of it. More Truth than Poetry in yer Remarks lad. ‘Tis a most exceptional student of history you are to be sure. (Note: Irish Diplomacy = the ability to tell a man to go to Hell in such a way that he’ll enjoy the trip…:) But, you left out the Cornish, the Manx, and the Galicians. (The Manx: now, *thereon* hangs no Tail. /Woops, sorry Toby. Awww, sooo cuuute…)/ Of *course* we’re out on the Western fringes of the world. We were all quite moved, so to speak, by Oliver Cromwell’s endearing slogan, “To Hell or to Connaught!”
Now when we were savage, fierce and wild
(Whack fol the diddle o the di doe day)
O she came as a mother to its child
(Whack fol the diddle o the di doe day)
She gently raised us from the slime,
And kept our hands from hellish crime,
And she sent us to Heaven in her own good time
(Whack fol the diddle o the di doe day)
So we say, hip hooray,
God Bless England, so we pray
(Whack fol the diddle o the di doe day)
- from “God Bless England”
And now, in conclusion, the last verse of the official national anthem of the Republic of Ireland, “The Soldier’s Song” (for full lryics & to hear Midi,
http://www.eirefirst.com/anthem.htm )-
A bhuión nách fann d’fhuil Ghaeil is Gall,
Sin breacadh lae na saoirse,
Ta scéimhle ’s scanradh i gcroÃthe namhad,
Roimh ranna laochra ár dtire.
�r dtinte is tréith gan spréach anois,
Sin luisne ghlé san spéir anoir,
‘S an bÃobha i raon na bpiléar agaibh:
Seo libh, canaÃdh Amhrán na bhFiann.
Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!
The long-watched day is breaking;
The serried ranks of Innisfail
Shall set the Tyrant quaking.
Our campfires now are burning low;
See in the east a silv’ry glow–
Out yonder waits the Saxon foe,
So chant a soldier’s song!
:)
Peace be upon you.