Wednesday, February 11, 2009

A different world

No, I´m not speaking of Aotearoa (known as New Zealand to you colonials). Side note: I can call you colonials and not be a hypocrit because I wrote a grant to study the NZ indigenous culture. You power hungry (choice word). Anyways, I´m talking about San Diego. I woke up blurry eyed yesterday morning in abnormally cold, wet, far from attractive, god I would feel dumb if I foolishly tattooed this state on my left shoulder blade, Minnesota only to find that a quick car ride, rub down from a security guard and shaky plane trip can land you in a place that makes you feel foolish for spending 18,000 dollars to go to some island in the middle of nowhere.

Enough with my regrets for not doing the more than well funded oceanography program at UCSD and back to my title. Here they have something called the ocean, it looks something like lake menona and mendota combined, without the pollution, and a little bit more water. oh, and GRASS!! Sure its fed with destructive fertilizers that we will soon find out our perpetuating the absurd increase in Autism, but who the hell cares, its beautiful. Here people wear winter coats just like at home, with a little twist though. They wear the coats to stay "comfortably warm"...I think its a foreign phrase. I thought the purpose of wearing a coat was to avoid hypothermia, frost bite, and a painful death. Clearly I was wrong...I recieved many curious looks for assuming shorts and a t-shirt were appropriate attire for a 60 degree day on the beach. Ive learned my lesson, no more "cultural fuck ups" as kevin likes to call them, today Im wearing pants and a fleese.


In all seriousness though, SD is great. I think weather and landscape like this breeds a healthy lifestyle, assuming you can avoid the lazy, spoiled, rich kid mentality (there are more fat children here than anywhere Ive ever seen). In short, because I am getting sick of typing on my sister in laws german keyboard, I purpose that our entire friend group transfer to UCSD and get tattoos of california on our left shoulder blades (sorry Brooks). I need to go do some more exploring.

5 comments:

  1. I meant to say prepose, not purpose...sorry.

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  2. I think you actually meant to say propose, but I forgive you! :)

    wrote the grant?!? did things finally work out and your prof responded?

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  3. apparently i just cant spell. but yea, things worked out and i wrote a half decent last minute grant...well see. how did yours go.

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  4. haha and 'fleese' is fleece.

    only did it cuz molly did it first....

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  5. Ányone who tattoos calif on their shoulder blade is getting it cut off with my machete faster than a bunch of rip platenos.

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