the map gets a little bigger
Today I registered for classes and got everything I wanted and more. The problem? Night classes! Two of my film classes run late on Monday and Wens night. Though this is not totally set in stone, here is a schedule of what I will be taking:
Business of Film (with professor Frank Capra Jr.)
American Cinima (1927-1960)
History and Appreciation of Film: Modern
Creative Nonfiction
Poetry Writing
and finally
Archaeology
Thats right, 3 film classes, 2 Creative writing classes, and a class that will teach me the skills of whip and revolver while at the same time sending me headlong on the white hot trail for the Ark of the Covenant.
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Hey, I'm a film major, not a fossil digger! You end up telling yourself certain things to help you get through the basic studies now and again...
In a final notice, anyone who giggled at me when they read "Poetry Writing" will get whats coming to them. Your walls have ears you know. And it's estimated that 78% of wall ears in the U.S. are on my payroll. Just you think about that when you're trying to sleep tonight.
If you've ever seen the original Star Wars, or especially if your a fan, visit McSweeney's Internet Tendency: On the Implausibility of the Death Star's Trash Compactor. Prepare to die laughing.
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Mmmm... sandwich.
Is Frank Capra Jr. really one of your professors? That would freak me out. Sounds like you have some pretty cool classes. If Frank is actually one of your professors tell him Jacob Jackson said hi.
Hey Nathan Sloan this is Curtis McLamb. I hope school is going good. I'd love to see you sometime I live here in Wilmington too you know. You should visit my blog sometime it's www.godsmyboss.blogspot.com. I enjoy reading your blog (it's over my head sometimes) but it is good. E-mail me sometime at www.mclamb58@gmail.com. I'll talk to you later.
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