Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT

There are things I will miss about college. I dont think any of them have to do with class. I did learn a few things, but I coulda done that anywhere.

But here are my friends. For the first time in my life I could say that an mean it. People who cared about you, people who where there for you.

“A friend is someone who has seen you at your worst and still likes you”

Where else will I:

  • be awake at 4 in the morning, discussing the benefits of playdough.
  • go for a walk to the supermarket (wegmans) at midnight.
  • get to decide I am just too tired to go to that 8 am meeting or class.
  • talk about religion for hours and actually remain interested in the conversation.
  • trade racist jokes and insults with my friends (who are Korean, Chinese, Hispanic, and Japanese).
  • be able to eat something called a garbage plate.
  • be able to feel im not staying up late until I see the sun rise.
  • mention anything about computers without getting a blank stare in response.

  • have someone yelling at me one day and crying on my shoulder the next.

These are my family, my friends, my life. Its all Ive known for the last four years, a time when I did a helluva lotta changing. I am no longer the person I was at home, and dont like it there. So I am off to make my fortune ($1.25) in the real world.

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!

Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT

I would love to make this part of my web page a little simpler. You know that menu of dates that you choose from to get here? I just wanted to make it into a pull down menu where you would select the date, and click a button to see that page. Sounds simple right?

Yeah, whateva…

I checked every HTML tutorial I could find, and any WYSIWYG editor I could download. Nothin helped. I’m sure I could do it with CGI scripting, but I am in no way a computer programmer. I am just little ol me…a graphic designer who knows HTML.

Translation:

I’m screwed.

Anyone out there willing to help me with the scripting or another suggestion?

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!

Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT

I am really friggin tired. I only wish it was from staying out late all nite partying. But noooo… I had to fill out more job applications. Responsibility sucks. (okay, maybe Im a little grumpy this morning)
But I guess I’ll live. So now I have someplace to stay in DC while I am down there for interviews. I just need to get the interviews now. I hate making the phone calls after you apply for a job. I always feel like such a putz over the phone. I have a hard enough time talking to people I know, much less people I am supposed to be impressing.
I ussually just follow a hint I heard somewhere once, about writing down what you wanna say exactly as you want to say it, before you call. Kinda like a script. May seem goofy, but it works. Keeps me from having to think (which is always a good thing).
Speaking of not thinking, heard some more tidbits about my *cough* wonderful school yesterday. You see, we got this university president who seems to have the common sense of a hedgehog. Forget the idea that these schools are here to educate people, and the students should have the biggest say in how things are done. Around here the administration seems to take the stance that whatever will annoy the most people the fastest should be implimented.
Our president, Al Simone. The man, and I use that term loosely, doesnt seem to have a firm grip on reality. He has no idea what the common student goes through. I’ve heard him continually spout ignorant, degrading commonts about the art school, which he doesn’t seem to realize, houses one of the biggest majors on campus. What do you want, he was asked to leave his last job at the University of Hawaii. Came here to supposedly help us save money. But most people I know think he was hired to cut and burn his way through the University, lowering their costs by any mean necessary. But while his programs seem to have done little for this school, Ive seen first-hand the kind of waste that goes on. While working for RIT, I saw countless ways money was spent recklessly, or pointlessly. I think people here have just forgotten this isnt supposed to be a comfy job, it is supposed to be a school.
Ah well.
A coupla years ago, they talked about getting rid of a few programs in the art school. But the entire college protested. There where acts of protest across the entire city. Teachers and students were upset. (No programs were losing any money, the administration was just following the theories of Darwin). But in the end, no programs were cut.
Cool, right? EEEEEEEEEEEE! wrong answer.
Over this past summer, while there is only a skeleton crew of students, faculty, and staff, the administration quietly cut at least one of the art programs (textile). I had a friend who wasnt even sure if they were going to let her graduate, because some teachers weren’t sure if they wanted to stay any more.
Its not that the classes were being cancelled. They were being kept. They just werent offering the majors any more. Does this make sense to anyone?
All I gotta say, is that if you’re coming here for an art program other than Graphic Design, be prepared to fight for your classes.
Let’s see nowe if this page still exists tomorrow, or if my account gets accidentally erased. Don’t worry, if it does, you can be sure it will show up again within a week on a private system.

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Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT

I never expected anything normal at college. Everyone has seen Animal House, or some other cheesy frat/college/20something movie. In fact, I revel in the notion that I am far from normal. I find no greater comment than when people tell me I’m crazy.
But some things are just nuts.
Take my nickname for example. Sometime around my sophmore year, I aquired the nickname “Bitch”. This might be fine except for the fact I am a 6’3″, 180 lb. male. Hardly femanine. However, (thanks to Matt Williams) I will forever be known to many as a female dog.
Like I said, I love being abnormal. But a nickname like this does cause some strange situations:
Sam is walking down the walkway to class and thought he saw me ahead of him. So he yells out “Hey Bitch!”. Oops…not me. But suddenly a very annoyed stranger who is ready to fight. Needless to say, Sam doesnt talk to me until I get close enough to identify now.
I love to pick on Lea. Sweet, innocent girl. I was holding some money for her one day. I refused to give it back for a little while, when she started getting annoyed. So out of her mouth comes: “Gimme my money, Bitch!” (Can you say cheesy 70’s pimp lingo? I knew you could.)
Or try explaining to your female supervisor at work why someone just said “hey Bitch” as they walk past the two of you in the hall.
And every year, the freshman have the worst time. They are nervous to begin with, and someone then tells them to call this guy Bitch. Takes ’em weeks to get used to it. Personally, I refuse to tell them my real name.
I just know someday I’ll walk into a job interview for an executive position, only to be greeted by “Hey Bitch!”

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Gannet Multimedia Lab, RIT

Well, welcome to my inane little ramblings. I dont know wether it’s ego or bordom that drive me to posting my thoughts where all the world can read them.
Guess its pointless to ponder now.
So tell me, does anyone out there actually think job hunting is easy or fun? You know how sick I can get of writing cover letters, resumes, making phone calls, all this… just to hear them say we were looking for someone with other qualifications. (Why the he11 didn’t you say that in the job listing!) Or the places that feel the need to hold a 6 month review process just to hire someone for an entry level job. Though entry level is fairly reletive these days. Seems most people want someone for those positions to have a PHD in Astrophysics.
I graduated from one of the best schools in the country for Graphic Design with my degree right on time. So according to TV and the on-campus job-placement office, I should already be employed and shopping at the Gap.
What’s that phrase Im looking for? mmmmmmmmm……oh yeah:
HAH!
Someone out there wanna take pity on a poor soul who seems to have lost his mind through extended exposure to the modern educational institution?

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!