Illegitimum non carborundum

So, after finding out that the game against UC Davis was rescheduled (still a bit riled about that, but out here, who give's a rat's rear end about them anyway?), I am back at my laptop, blogging. I suppose I will have to put the added wakey-wakeyness from my Rockstar Punched to use one way or another. I am sitting in front of Love Generation, the name for my personal laptop (LoveGen for short, named after the Bob Sinclar song of fame), watching the 2007 Harvard University Commencement Morning Exercises.

Ahhh, the power of RealPlayer. What is so good about this is that when it's streamed, there is a record button where you can record the stream downloaded. That's something you don't see in previous editions. Now, if you're watching something in its entirety, you can record it, save it, and watch it over and over again if you want to. Sweet.

If there was ever a band that wanted to be a scatter band, I hope they pattern themselves after the Harvard University Band. I love their cadences, and the simple, ageless melodies they play. For a band decked in blazers when blaring out the classics at the Harvard Stadium during the fall...you're all right.

I don't believe my university can top all this. Out there in Cambridge, they have Morning and Afternoon Exercises, as well as a ceremony where the local campus guy who's got religion give some final words of advice. At that Class Day, Bill Clinton spoke to the candidates. At this Commencement, guys like Bill Russell and Bill Gates were in attendance, and the latter spoke. And the way the chorus sings the commencement hymn (and alma mater?), "Fair Harvard"...it sounds like the gates of heaven have opened, and all worthy shall proceed into the promised land. Sweet.

It's great stuff like this that encourages me to forget the fact that UC Davis's basketball team sure looked like an overmatched group of rec students against the Dream Team from Barcelona, and I didn't get to see them unravel. I suppose they should stay that way when we head up there. Hmph.

Now I'm thinking...Associate in Arts at Harvard!? I can't believe that there is a community college side to this university. IT DOES EXIST. To those nine who got the AA degree there, there are community colleges that have better value...I think they're just here for all the pomp and circumstance.

Let it be known that rescheduling the times of events, and athletic events at that, after they have been printed on the calendar at the time given is criminal, a waste of ink on the grounds of blatant inaccuracy (why print it if the time is going to be wrong anyway?), and defeats the purpose of having those events printed in the first place. It's a sobering thought, for example, that I actually wished for my team to LOSE the game than win it.

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