I've got to keep this one short since mid-review is on Thursday. But I'm at work in the PC lab and it's very difficult to get any real work done here. Plus, I have to do one last entry during my week as featured blogger. By the way, that was a terrifying sight to see upon first waking up! Seriously, I was famous. I can't count the number of people that came up to me informing me of my fame. Kind of frightening.
I should be a salesman for VRay. I gave a presentation to my visual studies class last week as well as a few stragglers. The response was pretty positive and I think it generated a lot of interest. I'm still digging it and slowly learning how to use it. I wish I had a week or so to just play with it. I use it randomly just practicing between classes etc, but I still have a lot to learn.
The other night I was walking down Locust Walk towards my apt around 1 am. Some black guy (it's part of the story, I'm not racist) comes slightly limping up to me and says “Which way is west?” I point and say “That way.” He starts walking beside me and says “How far to 69th street?” “About 30 blocks.” “SHIT. Thanks man. I'm just a black man. No need to be scared. The last guy just spit on me. Racism sucks.” “Oh wow, that's too bad. Not good.” “I used to teach at DeSales University. You heard of it? Where you from?” “Around Reading” “Oh yeah, near Allentown. Undergrad or grad?” “Grad” “Where did you do your undergrad?” “Lafayette” “Oh yeah, near Allentown. I've been HIV positive for two decades. Don't worry, you can't get it from just talkin'. I did talks at twenty colleges around there. Talked at Lafayette. They made me an honorary Leopard. I'm too tired to walk 11 miles.” I gave him $.50 and he went away. It was really strange that he knew so much stuff about schools in the area. I kind of wonder what his deal was. I wonder if he really was a prof., got mixed up in drugs or something and became homeless. Or maybe he just had a fascination with area schools. Strange. I told this story to another guy and he said he got the same story.
So I'm starting to really consider moving to Japan for a few years after I graduate. I have a hook up to Sejima, Kuma, Tezuka (who actually went to Penn and does EXACTLY the type of work I really like), Pelli/Mitsu, and Ito. She said if I'm interested, let her know and she can help me get my foot in the door. My only concern is sugoi urban induced insanity and scurvy. I also slightly worry that I may never come back to the US. It's this weird torn love. I love Japan and want to stay there for a while in some capacity. But I also don't think I want to stay forever. BUT, I have the kind of personality that I might never come back...Jump style. It only costs $2000 to ship all my shit door to door, Philly to Tokyo. I already got some quotes. I could probably also pay off my loans really fast since I would have no time to spend any of my earnings.
Ok, time to work on mid-review stuff. Thanks to all for a wonderful week of fame!