Back from my inauguration-week sojourn to Canadian ice, which marks the real beginning of the semester for me. I wish I could say I was excited. While its true that some of my classes sound interesting, when it comes to being deeply invested I find my mind is…elsewhere.
Most of my multimedia efforts in Canada were spent filming, filming on a camera which records in a file format which I do not yet possess the means to edit. I know, I’m a bright one. That being said, once I get some of the photos from the other fellas, I throw a brief write-up online.
From what I’ve heard the inaugaration went well and as expected despite my absence. Everybody said “I do,” or whatever it is they say at those things, nobody blew anything up, and everyone was cold. Perhaps in twenty years when all the young-uns are asking me what it was like to be in DC during the inauguration of Barack Obama I will look wistfully off in the distance and painfully explain how I went ice climbing in Canada instead; but I doubt it.
