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May 18, 2005
Strangely Familiar
My non-fiction writing final was today. Our final entailed turining in a portfolio featuring three of our finest essays revised and ready to be sent in for publishing. We met at our writing prof's house.
This was only the second time I have ever been to one of my prof's homes. Last year one of my psych profs had a Christmas party and made cookies for us. She was like a young aunt -- homey and hospitable.
Hanging out at my writing prof's house was like... well, it was like hanging out at my brother's house. He even had a screened-in porch. But honestly, the first thing that I noticed when I entered was that it smelled exactly like my Grandpa John. If I had to guess I would say that the smell was old shaving soap, which would fit the vintage/antique decor.
The extra-special aspect of off-campus gatherings at a school with a dry campus policy is the presence of alcoholic beverages. Upon entering, Laura and I were offered the choice of "diet cranberry juice, beer, wine, or water... or this soda" as he held up the half-empty bottle of diet Coke in his hand. We both opted for water. It was, after all, 2:30 in the afternoon in the midst of finals week.
He pulled up some tunes on his computer. The variety of music was immense. At one point, Rufus Wainwright was followed up directly with Cake. I thoroughly enjoyed the mix.
We sat out on the porch for a while, and some students tried their skills at putting into the automatic put return, the prof's new pastime. Eventually, he suggested ping-pong (the lawn was a little soggy for badminton).
I must have looked interested: "Megan, you play ping-pong?"
"Yeah!"
"Good, you're on my team."
My prof and I proceeded to wallop 3 other teams of doubles in quick succession. During one round, he decided to don a Kimono.
Finally we ended up each sharing some of our writing with the rest of the class. Then it was time to leave.
That was the best final I've ever had.
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Quote of the Day:
"I love your intro." -Laura
"You love Harry Truman?" -A very confused me.
Posted by Megan at May 18, 2005 11:53 PM