How many…
Tuesday, May 31st, 2005How many psychiatrists does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just one, but the lightbulb has to truly want to change.
How many psychiatrists does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just one, but the lightbulb has to truly want to change.
Interesting. How reliable it is, I can’t say, since there are only a few questions. Still, I’d say it “hit the nail on the head.”
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Ack! Next time I get the urge to visit Home Depot on a Memorial Day, someone slap me upside the head.
It was like trying to park at a mall on Christmas Eve. Once I got inside, I had to weave through wide individuals who congregated in the aisles with all of their carts, stretch over carts to grab a few things, and weave back to the front of the store.
Normally, I actually enjoy a visit to the Depot. Not this time, although I did get the irrigation parts I needed.
Today was graduation day at Loma Linda University Medical School - for the class of 2005, which included several good friends of mine. It was actually pretty nice - overcast and cool. In previous years, it has been unbearably hot outside (for wearing suits or having grandparents around), even starting at 8:30 AM.
I have one complaint - you know, I’m all for the exuberant celebration of your friend/family member walking across the stage to receive her diploma. I even think the airhorns were a creative expression of your excitement. Nevertheless, have a little respect! A few groups stood and honked their horns when a graduate’s name was called. There were a few groups, however, who honked incessantly from the time the name was called until after the next name was called. Which meant that no one could hear the next graduate’s name. Basically, the whole reason we are there is to hear the names - don’t be that rude to everone else at the ceremony.
There. That feels better. I’m going to do my best to make sure that need is very clear before graduation next year.
And there were several entertaining freudian slips - in one, the Dean was talking about success, and he shortened it to ‘sex.’ Awesome comic relief.”