falling backwards

Sitting in class, listening to others talk.
Remembering similar conversations in classes of yesteryear.
Realizing the same questions are being asked.
The same solutions are being proposed.
Leaning back in your chair, balancing yourself by pushing your knees up under the table.
Teetering weightlessly, losing your balance.
Falling backwards as Deja Vu hits you like a tidal wave.
All over again.
Looking out the window, listening to others talk.
Others whom you don't really know so well.
Wondering if your edge will give you straight A's.
Suspecting it won't.

So what?

My first lab class as a recycled junior. Mr Collins is my tutor. Never had him before. I love Newton. It's more than love. I lurve Newton. I would lay down my life in defense of Absolute Space and I pity the fool who doesn't see how it's necessary. Mr Collins, very stealthily, tried to make me second guess my beliefs today by pointing out very subtley that there's a bit of a "problem" with the notion: It's an accident without a substance. It's a measurement of nothing. To which I said that in this case it's ok to have that. For Absolute Space. If you really must. I mean, come on.

dumdeedum

Poker update:
That 18 dollars turned oh-so rapidly into 32 on that fateful day. Haven't played since. But I shall.
Kathleen Lawlor, Carl Weisner and I played Prayer Poker t'other day. The chips all stood for prayers that you'd have to pray for your opponent. The novelty of saying "I see your Our Father and raise you two decades and a Glory Be" wore off a lot sooner than I had hoped.

Ode to Poison Oak

Ahem.

Itchy, Itchy, Itchy!
Poison in my skin!

The more I scratch the more it spreads,
The poison in my skin!
My sole relief my own undoing,
Poison in my skin!

Knock me out! I can't bear
The poison in my skin!
I'll dig and claw my own flesh
To kill the poison in my skin!

Though I try, it won't die,
The poison in my skin!
It mocks my feeble desperation,
The poison in my skin!

It leaps and lands from my toes to my hands,
This poison in my skin,
Itchy, Itchy, Itchy,
Poison in my skin!

$18 in the hole today. I think I'm going to keep buying back in though, cuz like all other suckers, I'm convinced my luck will change.

Exclamations

I'm back! Everything's flooded! I have Kolbeck again! I'm happy! Although, I did wake up this morning utterly confused as to my whereabouts.