I've only ever lived in Alaska. lol. I've spent quite a bit of time in Boston though, cause my sis lives there. I've been in DC for a grand total of two days (I visited last summer). What I saw was nice though I like cities quite a bit, and since I want to study languages, I think being in DC makes a lot of sense for me. My parents aren't too thrilled though.
My mother was born in Boston. :\ My father makes up for it since he was born in the Bronx, where coincidentally, this other sports franchise plays...
My parents both hate baseball. They think it's silly that I like it so much... Well, at least my father does.
CONGRATULATIONS! I'm so very proud of you Oasis Writer. It is most wonderful news. <sorry it's late, I ain't been here much>
Although I had my graduation ceremony last year, I have had three credits unfulfilled to get my degree. After a good amout of back-and-forth with the University, I am finally taking the last course to formally complete my degree. It's a full semester course on the Humanities jammed into four weeks - they call it five weeks, but one of those weeks consists of the first day. I'll be very busy for the next month, but then I too will officially have my degree, just in time for my 55th birthday. Looking back, it's almost funny how life steps between you and your goals at times, and also how school has put brakes on my studying. "What's that?" you say, "you're only studying when you're in school!" Nothing could be further from the truth. I'm always studying, picking up new job skills or just following my interests. School makes me spend a lot of time studying things I probably wouldn't choose on my own, or writing papers on things I hac\ve already learned. Still, it has broadened my knowledge base, and there's no such thing as useless knowledge, except perhaps sports statistics.
Sports statistics useless? Picture this Cogito: The zombie apocalypse has happened. You are with a group of survivors, running towards a building that is surrounded by a moat. Inside, you will find weapons, food, supplies and anything else you could ever need. The problem is, you have to hit a target on the side of the building to lower the drawbridge, and all you have are several baseball bats and baseballs. You realize that everyone but you is a baseball player, one of whom has a much higher batting/slugging average than the rest. They're all mute so they can't tell you which one it is. Nobody but this guy is going to be able to hit the target, so you realize you don't know anything about sports statistics. He doesn't take the bat to swing, then you turn around to see thousands of zombies. What then Cogito? What then? Congratulations on your degree by the way!
I won't even say it <coughingcan you say contrived scenario?>, but the obvious solution is to do your best on the first try, then hold out the bat and the next ball. One of the survivors will step forward, and the others will yield way. Mean while hand out a couple more bats to play Tee ball with zombie craniums to buy time. Thanks, so long as I survive the next 3-1/2 weeks .
Eh, I guess I just don't agree with you about sports information being useless. It's important to quite a few people, so knowing about it can give you common ground with them. Any kind of information that makes you more accessible to a big group of people can't be useless, can it?