I turned 26 today.
Thank God that's over with.

Cross-posted in 2_lines.

This is not at all the choice I expected to make, largely because these are not the options I figured I'd have.

I spent much of the day out at McNamara High School, shuttling around through interviews with a principal, a president, and a Theology department chair. Mixed in between was a brief stint inside a living, breathing class, which I ( Read more... )

The Park Service calls it the Billy Goat Trail, on account of the fact that most of the way is an obstacle course's worth of giant granite boulders and rock formations. It's no walk in the park, but it is a ton of fun to navigate, which is why the Billy Goat Trail is one of my all-time favorites and one of the reasons I went cruising there ( Read more... )

Listen up, Chirs, and forget what you think you know!

That vibe you thought you were catching last night was fiction. It wasn't real. I repeat, it wasn't real. She's something of a natural flirt, after all, and she pulled it off last night only because she's supremely comfortable in your company - something which took you years to secure and which ( Read more... )

I was young once. Vibrant, too. And I was an integral part of a special community to boot. Somewhere in all the real work experience, international travel, and desperate loneliness, I lost track of the fact that, once, I was a college student and those were some great years.

Nothing like an official Seattle University Alumni mixer, then, to jog the ( Read more... )

Apparently it is not at all that difficult to talk your way into graduate school - even if you've never taken the GREs!

At least that's the gist of my visit with the admissions counselor ar the Weston Jesuit School of Theology. It was, what one might call, a "penetrating" interview. And I think I acquitted myself well on important things like ( Read more... )

Cousin Chris, one of my many aliases, began his weeklong stint as steward for a preteen today, and we started off with a bang at the Smithsonian Museum of American History. This choice came as a last minute substitution for the Museum of Natural History, and only after my Cousin Gio's disappointment that the exhibit on "Western Cultures" featured ( Read more... )

Yeah, I was totally attracted to her, but the real story is that managed to keep my trap shut about it.

Her name was Shim. Actually, her parents named her Eileen, but everyone calls her Shim - a state of affairs a guy named Cappy can well understand. Shim's probably the most intelligent and well-spoken young woman I've ever met, and if not she's a ( Read more... )

Whenever I get behind the wheel of a car,
I think about just how great a fighter pilot I could have been.

Cross-posted in 2_lines.

I just got back from an afternoon trip to the hood, where I visited the local Giant to make use of their Coinstar machine - converting the contents of my change jar into cold hard cash. (Actually, it's not really a coin jar. It's an old Pringle's can retrofitted into an Aquacadet fundraising vehicle by my wingman Jeff Ra. It serves the same ( Read more... )