Scary... There is some guy who walks by my window at work daily who looks like my old boss. The scary part being, my old boss died two years ago in a helicopter crash.
What an eclectic mix in my class. I am about the median age. I think the (very cute) teacher and I are the only two in that range. There are several people about ten years older and ten years younger.
A few profesionals, at least one house wife, a skater, a police officer and his friend the Nader fanatic, and so on. The Nader guy and the cop are both in their twenties and are good friends, and definately the class clowns. The skater guy seems uber serious.
I don't know what I was expecting, but a mix like this I think is one delightfully odd crowd.
Now if I could just find the stoners to hang out with. I mean, WTF, who goes to college and stops smoking? I mean besides me?
Oh, my two pictures have me done for the first assignment which isn't due until April 22nd. Rock!
Reading through some old technical books on navigation, I was noticing the expansive vocabulary used to describe things. Many modern books use a far more limited word range and compensate with images. This has me wondering if technology is causing a shift in how people write to a more pictograph oriented language, eventually out moding many specifics in our language?