gostangs wrote:For a second there it was like I got trapped in the wrong corner at a bad rush party. Who is this Thad and why wont he stop talking to me about his childhood?
Try the shrimp. Oh hey, and uh, here's where we bag the chicks... big TV, crappy couch, nice isn't it?
So, um... is there actually a
good rush party?
My older brother's frat really tried to make me care because I was a 'legacy'..... but I told them not to bother with me, I told them that I was a 'spinach guy', I'm not someone to say I hate spinach just because of the way it looks, I want to try it first. I told them that it was cool, and if they really wanted to offer me that I would appreciate it, think on it long and hard, but I wasn't sure it was the life for me.... maybe I was somehow the 'elitist' in that conversation.
I thought to myself that I wanted to go see flicks by Atom Egoyan and be with folks that I could, afterwards, over a double-decaf-half-caf, talk about the deep poop said filmmaker was attempting to espouse in his eloquent sublimation of the underlying metaphor of the.... whatever, I forget what I was talking about.
Now that I look back - and I tell myself that I am a man without regrets - but ... I would be interested to see how my life would have been positively affected by being in a fraternity at SMU, what with my feelings about my time at SMU somewhat melancholy/not up to snuff..... In high school, I went to an all guys school, and the bond that we share... us brothers... is simply amazing. SMU being so much of a greek school, I wonder if I would look back more fondly on my experiences had I had a group of brethren who had my goofy/weirdo/full of mindless poop back.
Though at the time, I wanted something... I guess...
more .... SMU didn't offer that to me. The film department was average to above average (the faculty not withstanding, because SMU has brought in some great ones).... but (the 'school' as a whole) not great. No genius students around to have scintillating debates with (Bill, Mitchell, Jeremy, you guys are exceptions, not that you jackarses read this board), but the true 'exceptionals' were in the theatre school. However, they became - to me - in a way just like the greek culture... 'better than'... 'exclusive'..... 'elitist'.... sure they were liberal like me, intellectually thirsty like me... and to a certain extent they wanted to accept me..... but of course they wouldn't, my experience was just so different from theirs.
I watch schools like Michigan have their games on TV.... this year has been a bad year for them.... but I look, and see a packed stadium.
I see rabid fans.
I see people who believe.
I see people who support their school. More than anything else.... that's what I 'missed' in college. I went to SMU for two reasons, one. minimally - because it was 'free' (due to my father's long standing tenured position), and two -
EXTREMELY IMPORTANT - because of my love for the band and
football team.
Weird, huh?
I was accepted to everywhere I applied, my father - now 33 years at SMU - says to me I shouldn't think of going to Cal (his grad school alma mater) because I might lose myself there. He suggests UT (where he taught for a time before SMU, before that at Wash U. in St. Louis).... I couldn't stand that idea. BURNT ORANGE???!!???!!?
And now here I am... living in Austin, happier than I have ever been. Maybe he was right after all.
What was that, gostangs, about trapped in a corner??? ..... Um... sorry, you may go.
GO MUSTANGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!