So- I didn’t write about the lunch and learn! Which is terribly upsetting, because I think it was the defining moment of my
life week. I even got a lovely little greeting. Which isn’t terribly surprising, as I was sitting…ooh…about on his lap because those Jews get there early. Which is the first thing I learned.
Other things I learned…
-I am not comfortable eating any sort of fish paste from a communal bowl. So not worth $10. That I didn’t pay. So whatever!
-I am, however, totally comfortable eating your flatbread, Center for Jewish Studies. All of it.
-When one is considering any hair pieces, one should always go subtle. So…not a long blond ponytail that reaches to your middle-aged bum.
-Being under the age of 60 and believing in Christ’s resurrection put me in a very much minority position.
-That was a little strange.
-No, really. They get there EARLY.
-Despite the fact that you can take three classes with someone, they can sit at the same table as you and not make eye contact.
-I’ve heard pretty much everything you have to say about FDR, sir. Even the “Ha! Trying living with her!” remark. I’ve never heard the governess story, though. That made me happy.
-Your views on FDR are slowly becoming my views on FDR. This makes me incredibly happy.
-As do any and all references to Eagle.
Yep. I definitely did the right thing by declaring that second major.