M B Outta here

What's a nice creative, imaginative, non-competitive, and empathic person like me doing in an MBA program like this? Leaving it, that's what. While my journey into the linear territory of corporate machinations has been interesting, it's not where I live so I'm out of here. In the ten months I wast.., I mean spent, a new Masters in Education has been added. The program I'm switching to has an emphasis in adult education and distance learning, which is right up my alley. I'm genuinely excited about school now (instead of resigned).

I started the MBA program because I wanted to be practical. Practical isn't always practical.

Rorschach Test

Dust Devil

Dave and I were out for a drive yesterday when I saw something that looked like smoke from a controlled fire. As we got closer to it I saw that there was nothing burning. Instead there was what appeared to be a diminutive earth-toned tornado, just spinning around, doing its thing. Right as Dave was explaining to me that it was a dust devil, it turned a lighter color, lifted higher in the sky and then -poof-disappeared.

The N Word

The 'N' word is numbers. My eyes glaze over when I look at them.

I'm actually finding the basic accounting principles in MBA/503 to be interesting. I've gotten great grades so far on the accounting papers I've written (and for anyone who is interested in such things, my cumulative GPA is 3.8). However, tonight I am faced with ratios and ...more ratios. I couldn't tell you how many problems I have to solve, because I find an excuse to get up and do something else everytime my retinas are within five feet of said set of problems.

In my years of soul searching for my ideal career, I once asked a friend what he thought would be the profession that would least suit me . Without a moment's hesitation he said "Motorcycle stunt driver".

I think he was wrong. I am wholly unsuited to accounting.

Vroom, vroom....

How Cool is This?

I went to a party Saturday night where there was a movie screen set up by the pool. A swim-in movie. Why aren't these happening in every warm-weather city in the country? Dark Side of the Moon made it's second appearence back into my life this week (as the soundtrack to the Wizard of Oz). I got to revisit a side of myself I've been away from for too long.

Evening Walk

Dave

Let's just categorize Dave as a special friend...

He's a wonderful guy (despite having not one but two Bush/Cheney bumper stickers on his car).

This picture of us was taken in February, when I'd flown into Phoenix for my UOP interview. We were downtown by Cooper's Town, Alice Cooper's restaurant. Dave has lost about 20 pounds since this picture was taken. I, on the other hand, now that I'm a headset-tethered, pretzel-chomping cubicle dweller am doing my best to just maintain.