Tuesday, 24 May 2011
Sunday, 22 May 2011
My university is offering the chance to be a representative blogger for them in the coming year. I don't know how long it would last, probably just the one year, but starting sometime soon, three bloggers will be offering their thoughts and opinions to the upcoming year, and discussing what goes on as soon as term starts. I was deeply interested in being one of those representatives, so I made a submission that went something like this. The rules are: 250 words, about anything. I wasn't sure what to write about, so I just tried to write some interesting thoughts in an interesting way. I have no idea what other people think because I can't see it from their perspective, but I'm hoping that that, along with some of my credentials slipped into the introduction to the submission may swing the chances in my favour. The more I think about it, the more I would be interested. They even give you a camera so you can "vlog" around campus. The blogs would, I believe, be posted directly to the university website, to provide potential students with incentives to go based on the awesomeness recorded by current freshers. I think I could make it sound so amazing, no one would be able to resist. Either way, here's the gist of my submission. If you want to, you can let me know what you think.
Well, there goes my Oriental Wall Hanging. I can always tell when Summer's here, because the posters start to come down. Once it's hot enough to leave the fan on, last year's masking tape begins to peel off, one corner at a time. Still, inside it’s not too hot, despite temperatures over 90 outside. Haven’t had to turn the air co on yet.
I’ve been thinking about the future—my future—lately, and comedy in particular. Mainly, how to establish my own brand of it, and find audiences for it whilst I’m in university. I love to rant—and am an avid David Mitchellite—but I’d like to have a broader range of comedic options than just that.
Relatedly, I’ve been thinking more seriously about being an historical advisor on films. I wouldn’t want to give up writing and teaching, especially because it’s not a steady job, but when I could get it, I have to say it sounds perfect. I would get to work on films, like I’ve always wanted, and maybe wheedle my way into a small role if I get close to the director. Maybe it would be an incentive to become a real historian.
Well, it’s that time of day now, and there’s a can of Pringles beside me with a rapidly diminishing stock. I should probably close this so there’s some left for later. They are, after all, salt & vinegar flavoured.
Till next time,