These people are relentless

I just thought I would share with everyone this email that has been sent to me 6 times by 6 different people. It is a dire emergency that I know this information and that I am presented with it everyday I check my email until I graduate (even after the dates have passed). UNCG does a good job spamming its students, maybe the web advertisers should hire whoever's in charge of sending these emails out. Holy crap, seriously, its' annoying as hell. I'm pretty sure the admininstrative staff is tired of getting responses from me, usually along the lines of "you might actually kill the Earth if you send the same email again to every student on campus. Maybe you should test my hypothesis." These people have a serious communication problem.

"Just a reminder of the 3 events this week especially for those who will be graduating in 2009.
Smooth Transitions from College to Career:UNCG Recent Alumni PanelRecent alumni share true stories about life after UNCG and succeeding in the work worldTues., March 31, 2009, 4:00-6:00 pm, Alexander Room/EUC
Insurance: What You Need to KnowInsurance now that you're on your own - what is necessary and what to watch out forWed., April 1, 2009, 4:00-5:00 pm, Kirkland Room/EUC
Basics of $$$: Managing Your Personal FinancesHow to get ahead while avoiding financial pitfallsThurs., April 2, 2009, 4pm-5pm, Alexander Room/EUC
Refreshments provided
RSVP encouraged - respond through SpartanCareers at www.uncg.edu/cscQuestions? Call 334-5454"

Ugh. Please stop.

Quotes I've recored from folks I've been listening too...

Recently I've found people making references to architecture in their comments, whether through direct communication to me or to a broader audience I was a part of...lecturing for example. This is one of those stories...

I ran into a music major when I was at University Graphics getting my concept poster printed a while back. He initiated the conversation by commenting on the weather, "Its hot outside" he said. Yeah, it was amazing, one of the few nice days we had in between ridiculously gloomy days of rain and cold weather. Apparently the fellow found it uncomfortable, and felt compelled to share that he had a genetic disorder where his body did not sweat and cool itself properly. Suddenly his choice of attire made sense (long sleeve shirt and pants, black none the less).

Anyway, this lead to talking about what we were in school for, what we were getting printed, what we wanted to do when we got out of academia, etc. He was nice guy, odd but I suppose I'm pretty odd too. As I was walking out he said he would like to some day put 12 percussionists into a room and record the music they would make together. He said it was the closest marriage architecture and music would ever have. Oh really? I thought.

I laughed, it was the fake laugh I do when I'm trying to act normal. I told him good luck with that. Contrary to stereotypes and popular belief, we[I suppose I can't speak for everyone] are all not a bunch of chiefs trying to get our own battle plan across with the ferociousness of an entire high school marching band trapped in a 10 x 10 room. Nothing would ever get built (in case you haven't noticed, we are surrounded by buildings).

In an ideal case, I like to think of the process more as a symphony orchestra, the architect(s) conducting, making sure the strings, brass, woodwinds, and percussion fall into place nicely...