1. I will always have advisors who mock. (I think I actually work best this way. Prof Fudge is all nice all the time and that is one of the most challenging aspects of working with him.) Of course, none of them need to be told this.
2. PhD school, public health blog, and this wonderful space. It's like that old college formula: sleep, friends, and work. You can only have 2 of the 3.
3. In Bmore. They just do things differently.
Today, we're talking #3. Other cities, for example, have tree lighting ceremonies and special trees from Canada, Santas, and whatnot. Charm City has a "monument lighting" celebration. They put Christmas lights on George Washington. And we all stand dangerously close to fireworks. Because they shoot them from the base of the monument. (which means that, thanks to location, location, location, the fireworks were pointed directly toward my apartment complex) That everyone has come to see. It seems like a giant safety hazard. But no one seems to be complaining.
City. Literally. Ablaze. |
Last year, I kept naively asking, "But we're 2 miles from the Harbor, how will we see the fireworks?" |
Fireworks should never be close enough to smell. |
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