Maybe the tornado drills we're having on Thursday are meant to protect me against the current state of my life.
Just kidding, my schedule isn't unmanageably busy. But even though I wanted to love them properly, I’m afraid that the two prospies I was hosting didn’t see as much of me as I would’ve liked, my excuse being that my latest Friday looked like this:
8:30-9:30 Bio lecture+quiz
9:40-10:40 Anal Chem lecture (to quote my Chem prof: "We put the anal in analytical chemistry". Yes.)
10:50-11:50 Convocation (speaker: Zalmay Khalilzad, former US ambassador to the UN)
12:00-12:30 Lunch (they say the dining hall food is suspiciously good when prospies visit)
1-2:30 Volunteer work (College Buddies)
2:45-3:15 Finishing Anal Chem homework due at 5 in the Science Complex
3:30-4:30 Homework-finishing truncated by seduction into a PHYS 123 lecture (The class is titled “What Physicists Do”, a 1 credit class of a lecture series for exposure to the different careers out there involving Physics). This week’s topic was science education and the speaker was Paul Grossi ’89, a middle school Physics teacher who livened up his talk with those “Wow, that’s cool” moments that are key to learning. Next week’s speaker will be Kevin Covey ’00, a research astronomer. I love that we never lack for interesting lecturers at Carleton, what with the weekly Biology and Chemistry department seminars, Convocation, and random speakers sponsored by various departments (just in the first half of this week, for example, Wajahat Ali on combating Islamophobia and James Scott of Yale on the anarchist perspective).
4:30-4:55 Mad homework finishing.
5:30-9 Dinner and cleanup shift in Burton Dining Hall
Later: Cards Against Humanity with 10+ people, Arb walk with two prospies and a floormate, quality conversations + reading the week’s CLAP in our floor lounge and finally bed.
The Carleton Players' production of Alice in Wonderland was also this past weekend, and it was amazing--nothing other than being there in the big crush of the Carleton, St. Olaf, and assorted Northfield resident audience could do it justice. Although I do have this sneakily captured photo of one part of the set to give you an glimpse (they wouldn't let me bring my good camera in :[).
The show brought together the entire Northfield community, since the cast included children from Prairie Creek Elementary, Arcadia High School, and the Northfield Arts Guild. Holding up the framework of the play (and some of the most vibrant characters in it) were members of the Flying Foot Forum, a percussive dance and theater company based in the Twin Cities. According to the program notes, the director, Joe Chvala, chose to bring the production to Northfield because he “was looking for a community that had a great enthusiasm for the arts near the Twin Cities and would be adventurous and open enough to take on a wild and crazy idea like a participatory Wonderland event”. And participatory it was--as Alice taught the audience the “Exploding Polka”, I got to see my Philosophy prof dancing said polka with his wife, also a Philosophy prof at Carleton, and I got to dance with a random townie. Life is good.