THURSDAY
9.2.99
Today was a very lame day. I learned my lesson on driving to Akron, and I decided to start taking 43N to 76W to get there in an unobstructed way. I made it to my Experiencing Theatre class, and I found out my Professor was Paul A. Daum. To most (ok, 97%) of you, that name means nothing. Until that day, it meant nothing to me too!! But little did I know, he is must be pretty important...HE HAS A DAMN BUILDING NAMED AFTER HIM!!! Go figure. Anyway, after this class, I made my way to English Comp. Ok, here is the last exciting thing that happened. We were reading a paper on forming a topic and the focus of a paper, and we were supplied facts about a pilot who flew 32hrs straight and yada yada yada. Anyways, she asked the class to determine personality traits about the pilot from the facts supplied. Everyone else in the class said that the pilot was smart, experienced, and this-that-and the other thing. I read through the facts and raised my hand. I saw that it mentioned that the pilot took 5 sandwiches with him on his voyage across the Atlantic: 2 turkey, 2 ham , and 1 egg. I thought (and spoke), "Well, I have determined that the pilot wasn't Jewish." She looked at me and said, "Huh? How did you come to that conclusion?" I immediatly retorted, "Well, he took ham sandwiches. He obviously isn't Jewish, b.c. ham isn't Kosher." She just shook her head, and soon after, dismissed class.