I registered for graduate school. If I follow through, I'll be taking classes in museums such as this place, where a full-size mother brontosaurus can whisper test answers to me through the ceiling.
This post was quite surreal to me, it was one of those moments where I was all like 'I've been there!' because it's where Michelle's father lives that we stayed with for 3 months at one point. In the last picture I can see a place where we parked a car one time and I had this weird feeling of being out of my element too because of the buildings and everything.. and it was much the same thing, I'm quite used to being surrounded by victorian and edwardian townhouses, narrow cobblestone streets and the sky being easily visible and all of that had faded away to be replaced by trash cans that looked like basketball hoops and the kind of buildings I only ever see in movies.. like a sense of age being replaced by steel and glass and weirdness
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Unfortunately, the KKK is a part of Indiana's history. As well as that prominent downtown statue about defeating Mexicans and Native Americans, apparently. What I want to know is how the Nintendo fits into that? :)
A few years ago I remember almost getting escorted out for touching beadwork in an art museum. The guard came in immediately, as I was the only visitor in the museum at the time and he was watching me on the security camera. Then, upon seeing that I was holding a pen, he took that as well. It made me feel completely unwelcome and left a bad taste in my mouth for museums in general. I also read an article recently about museum staff/security being super anal about photography in exhibits, to the point where they were chasing down visitors for taking pictures of themselves outside of the museum, which had some pretty nice architecture. Some things to think about, for sure.
P.S. The sole purpose of my livejournal is to comment on your livejournal. I mean, look at my avatar. Reminiscent of sophomore year posh pad, much?
...I forget that the undergraduate experience for you wasn't much of a "jump," in terms of physical distance and familiarity of space. Not to say that that's always what it takes to move forward, but I think you've made a smart decision, and I'm sure your confidence will only grow. Like you said, 6-7 hours is "doable." I hope that you rent the lower level of a blue house, and that you invite the (possibly undergraduate) tenants into your cellar when tornado sirens sound, and that if the bills don't split evenly, you pay the extra cent. (Beth was so great!)
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A few years ago I remember almost getting escorted out for touching beadwork in an art museum. The guard came in immediately, as I was the only visitor in the museum at the time and he was watching me on the security camera. Then, upon seeing that I was holding a pen, he took that as well. It made me feel completely unwelcome and left a bad taste in my mouth for museums in general. I also read an article recently about museum staff/security being super anal about photography in exhibits, to the point where they were chasing down visitors for taking pictures of themselves outside of the museum, which had some pretty nice architecture. Some things to think about, for sure.
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...I forget that the undergraduate experience for you wasn't much of a "jump," in terms of physical distance and familiarity of space. Not to say that that's always what it takes to move forward, but I think you've made a smart decision, and I'm sure your confidence will only grow. Like you said, 6-7 hours is "doable." I hope that you rent the lower level of a blue house, and that you invite the (possibly undergraduate) tenants into your cellar when tornado sirens sound, and that if the bills don't split evenly, you pay the extra cent. (Beth was so great!)
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