This is good, right?

Last night, I graced the Calloway graduation dinner with my presence. My entrance was especially welcomed by the guy who thought he would be the dumbest one in the room. Not on my watch.

Anyway, after the awards were handed out (my favorite being the award for a student overcoming major challenges, with Dean Wilkerson announcing there would be no winner, apparently all us Calloway kids bring silver platters to The Pit), professors began making the rounds, congratulating students. One such prof, stats guru Umit Akinc, came over and shook the hands of my friends Mike and John, two men of much higher academic credentials, and I seriously almost expected him to ignore me. But nay, the man whose Quantitative Analysis II class I am barely passing, the man who represents the final barrier between me and an actual bona fide degree from Wake Freaking Forest, shook my hand and told me "Thomas, congratulations."

To summarize: this whole "graduation" thing is starting to sink in.


---some random links I've come across---

Two women fall for a free door-to-door breast exam. And the scammer ain't exactly Jude Law.
National debt clock running out of room.
A young, normal-looking Adam Morrison, whose hobbies apparently included communism and avian studies.
Court tosses "Friends" lawsuit. I first learned about this suit as part of a test in my Legal Environment of Business class last summer. I gave the opposite ruling of this court.