// rohitsrealm.com / archive / 2005 / 01
My first trip to Las Vegas as an adult able to legally gamble and drink for New Years 2005 was fantastic. I went with a bunch of friends from high school, leaving on the 30th of December, and returning in the early evening on the 1st of January.
In the last year or so, I have read a great deal about the Apple iPod being the single most important innovation in this century. Despite my personal love for this great device and its undeniable ubiquitousness in the realm of personal digital music, I must venture that I have found something else to be the next best thing since sliced bread.
People used to tell me I had a problem. They've been saying it since freshman year. But I would never listen. I could stop whenever I wanted to. I don't have a problem. I'm not like other folks. You know something? I got so good at saying those lines to myself that I actually started to believe them. But I was wrong. I did have a problem. And as of this semester, I plan to do something about it.
As any research finding on the subject can tell you, human beings are innately creatures of habit, counting on rituals and rhythms to keep themselves sane in their daily endeavors. This fact is especially true for me, the guy who counts on sitting in the same seat in every lecture hall and who is visibly perturbed when some idiot takes the seat first. So, you can imagine what might happen if something more seriously ingrained in my life than lecture hall seating (i.e., my shaving schedule) were to suddenly fall out of rhythm - I would go crazy. And that's exactly what happened last weekend.
As most of you who read rohitsrealm.com know, I'm not someone who frequently writes about political
issues. I usually prefer to direct my efforts and anger at less controversial and more lighthearted topics, such as why crazy bums are a scourge on society. Nevertheless, once in a while, something I read, witness, or experience requires that I emerge from the wonderful shelter of educated ambivalence and overarching cynicism to actually let my views be known. Today is one of those days.
Don't consider this a real post. It's not. It's just a shameless plug for the DeCal class I'm co-teaching this semester. If you need units and/or like The X-Files, check out the course website. Follow the instructions on the main page if you want to register for the course.
